Here I'm, sitting alone in the balcony, watching the sun rise and listening to Love TKO by Teddy Pendergrass, it's awfully nice to feel surrounded by the music, surrounded in a safe way, in a way that makes you feel like everything's alright, even when everyone has left you.
Music makes me feel things, makes me feel utter exhalation even when I'm just too tired to do anything anymore, while people don't, you see the fact is that music never judges you, music never makes you try to hard to make it like you, music accepts for who you are.
What genre you listen to is what makes you who you are, music is what makes you who you are, not people.
Music is the remedy to any fragmented soul.
It rebuilds the debris and the ashes of your shattered soul and forms a new one, a new one that ventures out, and returns to it everyday, broken and tired, only to be released of it's torment. - N
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Rosētum
ŞiirHere lie the roses, the roses that are the foundation of my rose garden, pluck them gingerly, here lie the roses that grew full of toxins and purity. Here lies my heart, My Rosetūm. All pictures in the story are mine!
