Notes

Notes

A Poem by Bree135

Like the blood running through my veins,
the air that fills my lungs,
Music helps me with the pain.
Every lyric,
Every note,
Helps me cope.
Its more than just a sound.
More than a sweet melody.
It's my therapy.
It's not just a escape from reality,
it's often a reality check.

© 2014 Bree135


Author's Note

Bree135
This was a draft I did not intend for this to be quality writing i just was letting my fingers run loose on the keys. Constructive criticism is always welcomed :)

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Added on September 4, 2014
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