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Music Life


I am deadly and blunt. There is no preference.

Whatever I play I sing beautifully

Straight to the point, no if and’s or buts.

I’ve been called a sin, too straightforward,  

The diminutive Apollo, a spirit.

You see me as the potent wind.

Colors flashed rapidly, vibrant colors. Never been a day without it

It is my home forever more. But it changes me.

Switching and fingers deviates emotions continuously.

I am soft and teasing. A hand pressed against me,

Changing my emotions to her personal needs.

I’ve changed to her type, jazz to rock.

Her ears twitch, and I sing beautifully.

My payment is emotion so raw and sweet.

There is no life without me. She’s here everyday.

Everyday it’s hand to spirit to raw emotion.

A day have never been wasted, we are both so young

Emotions spill continuously, like a warm faucet.

 
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