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Broken Strings.

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by cantstopmywords

I can't play my broken strings.
I can't make music without happiness. Without any ambition or any intention to be beautiful. I can't write words without meaning, without any purpose to show my work to the world. I can't draw without inspiration. I can't paint without reason. I can't dance unless my soul falls to my feet.
I can't play my broken strings.
They don't make any sound.