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RARE isn’t just another adjective, So let me tell you now. He writes his pain into beautiful melodies And the way every word falls out of his mouth
This is to the kids who are struggling to get by in life. The kids who stay up at night cause their mind won’t stop. The kids who relate more to bands than to anyone else.
A band may not mean much to some, but others thrive on everyone. Bands communicate your thoughts onto paper, and sing them so you remember it later. And this band that means so much,
I guess the question is one thing I can't live without, however there are many. You see, life is based on essentials and bare necessity. Oxygen, food and water, but these are mundane.
Music speaks to me when you don't Headphones soup bowls bigger than my heart's holes Hip hop a blessing an escape from the problem I'm not addressing shouting aggression yet soothing my depression
My heart soars when I listen, The rhythm runs through my blood, With every beat it fuels my soul. I look to those voices to sooth me, To take away the worry.
The greatest thing, I have ever seen Is you staring back at me. The sweetest music,
When I'm lost inside myself, I turn to my friend Mrs. Lee. With her words of breaking free, Reaching beyond the darkness, And not being alone in this hell. She knows me all to well