the one thing i would die without
music
any kind, anywhere, any time
the one constant that if it ceased to exist
as would i
humans are reliable, yes
to an extent
but when everyone is gone
a song can fill the silence of a broken heart
a song can force a smile so big it cannot be broken
a song can express the hurt felt by losing a loved one
music
if it ceased to exist, as would i.
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