All alone,
Listening my favorite tune.
Music makes me feel alive,
Even my insides were not.
Im tired of everything,
But not with music.
Everytime I listen,
Melodies flows and so are my tears.
Lightens the mood,
Everytime I'm mad.
Understands me,
When I'm sad.
My mind is mess,
But not with music.
I feel lonely,
But thanks to music I don't.
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Skeletons In Her Closet
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