My Music
The beat will come to mind, and words will leave my lips.
The lyrics written when I was down, to remind of a dark place I wish not to experience again.
One day I'll create a song and I'll sing, dance, swing my hips.
Some will be catchy, some sad, some will create trends.
My music is special to me, my lyrics are more than just rhyming words that belongs to a catchy tune.
My music belongs to beats that will always come to mind, reminders of darker times I'll never understand otherwise, and my music are meaningful lyrics that will leave my lips...
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