F, D, A
thes notes make rain,
rain from my eyes,
i just can't help but cry.
these rhythms and rhymes,
they hold so much emotion,
that i flood like an ocean
whether happy or sad,
or agry or mad,
i long to feel something,
even if it is as simple as jumping.
C, B, F
or whatever comes next,
it is simply the best
this beating of my heart,
its spotted works of art,
as I hear the band crescendo
and my heart starts to grow.
Once it stops,
so do my thoughts,
it is empty until one thought comes and lands.
I need to get into this band.
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Just an old poem I found😊
