ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: LOST SENSES (ft. emotions)
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Her voice much more than a melody,
Assorted in the fluorescent air
Made rhythms that held sweet secrets.
But not forever did it wear
The dressing of symphony.
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She paintined her canvas with vivid strokes of beauty
And arcs of delicacy,
As she sketched a serene scene of her life.
But did she knew she what would it lead?
Will she forever have these senses till infinity?
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Music flowed through her veins,
Like waves near the shore
And hands gripped softly, the paintbrush to smudge a scene with sanity.
But as they say, "nothing lives forever"
Maybe even senses are like mortals
They die, as time passes by.
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No more melodies, no retrieves,
No more scenes of beauty undefined.
No more vivid strokes or music notes
And no senses to hymn or paint the canvas of life.
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But, as it's also said "memories never die"
~The music is still heard overblending the cacophony of life
While the canvas remains untouched under the fluorescent sky.
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