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Sound, Piece, Arrangement


Attempts to escape from reality

I get lost in each key

Every second...minute...hour...

Slowly falling, falling from my tower

Have I lost my sanity?

It has shown me the true colors of reality

I must, I must have a dose

Words from the voices of altos

Keep pushing through my ears,

Containing my hopeless tears,

Playing my heartstrings,

Plucking each one in piano,

Building up the intensity to a great forte.

 
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