music is honey for my soul
when it is sore and tired
it soothes me
when it seems like nothing can
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petals ; poetry
Poetrywho ever said roses are beautiful? don't compare me to a rose for they wither and rot away a rose's beauty is only surface-level i mean more than that i have to
music
music is honey for my soul
when it is sore and tired
it soothes me
when it seems like nothing can
