My Heart And Soul For You

Juliek

I sit in a room of empty brothers
Being controlled by a tune unlike any other
One burned into my brain till death
The song seeped out in my last breath

We played our captors march
But Beethoven remained in my heart
Because our hands knew the ways of the bow
We got the job that we didn't ask to know

But once we marched and no one played our song
And I was freezing and tired and trampled on
As my violin was crushed like my lungs, shortening breath
So ended the life of me, Juliek

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