music

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vibrations in my ears,
they take over my brain;
there's no space for thoughts,
that's how i like it.

all these masterpieces;
they narrate of emotions.
pieces of life, of imagination;
made to give you an insight of someone's mind.

it makes my heart race,
it makes my mouth smile, my eyes cry.
its double-faced, i love it that way;
its gets in my head without warning.

casually, i find myself humming;
it's involuntary, it goes by itself.
i can't control the melody,
it is the real owner of my psyche.
i am just a guest.

~ eth; 17/01/'22, "music"

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