There is a sense of reality in every song,
the words live for their value
loosing their lasting echo to the
eternity of a sweet thought
An angel that hides behind it's pain
prays within the melody of his heart,
as it swallows in the love that silently
fades into the missing note...
His feelings become the beating rhythm
that like the words play there way
into the morning sun
rising only to sing once more
The missing note...
gives birth to the love
that flourishes into the color blue,
where the music lives inside the song
only to find the truth in the hidden emotion.
where the missing note revives unendingly.
Reason for writing:
My friend's poem!
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