Poems by me

The song of sound

Hearing the notes on the piano,

They seem so happy.

The way you play them,

Makes them sound so light.

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Such honest emotions within the piano,

needing to bring them out to play.

Laying there on the ground,

Awaiting for the sounds to feel so low.

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Slaying all the time in the world,

to just play a few notes.

Does it hurt?

Hearing me at night?

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When will the night time come by?

Will there be rain,

thunder or even lightning?

Will it be beautiful?

Nonsense.

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Is my voice not loud enough in the pouring rain?

This forest,

 is something different.

 Do you feel it too?

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I'm no longer sinking in the mud- I'm happy.

Even if I don't understand the word now,

I will when I'm older.

 What does happy even mean?

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Between you and I,

and the rain in this forest.

And the snow in that globe...

Am I who you love the most?

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Feeling the snow fall onto my cheek,

Seeing you before me...

Is a sight I will forever treasure in my heart.