~Heavenly Gift~

Notes blend together

To create that soothing sound

Instruments make a mess

That feels good to be around

The lyrics washing over me

Instilling their meaning throughout

The octaves resound

As all my previous thoughts move out

The tunes meddle with my brain

As they rejuvenate it

The feelings of the voice

Move to my heart’s pit

With music I either remember everything

Or forget it

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