The most important
Most cherished
Most revered
Such a pretty sound!
Everyone loves it
Adores it
Sings it
Very rememberable
The harmonies hate it
Loathe it
Despise it
Yet continue playing
In a false manner
False smiles
False laughter
False excitement
The melody knows of it's importance
And embraces it
Leaving the harmonies
In the shadows
And that's why solos are overrated.
YOU ARE READING
constantly blooming.
Poetry'i will never stop blooming, like an eternal rose of flame... i may have my times of smolder and small sparks, but i will always become a huge inferno in the end... and nothing can stop me.' Collection of poetry and prose between the ages of 10-15...
