When it is time to let go, you won't need me to say it is over
When it is time to let go , you won't need the conductors lead
We can no longe have harmony
When it is time to let go you would have noticed the crescendo(gradual rising) in our voice
Our voices become cords (sound of two musical notes at the same time)
When it is time to let go we would no longer perform a capriccio(lively music)
When we let go you will notice the cadence(punctuation that ends a musical phrase)
Did you notice the cantata(solo) in our augments
Did you feel the accelerando(getting faster)of your heartbeat
Who would listen to it or dance to our ballad ( a song with a narrative structure)
I do not wish to close with an elegy (a music of lament)
I do not want to Da capo ( start from the beginning)
I want to play a sonata(solo play with contrasting with two contrasting themes) and I wish you would play a rubato(play with freedom)
We did our best
Let's bow our heads in glee for our encore
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Poetry For The Broken
Poetrycollection of my written poetry if you are sad it might make you sadder
