Relatable and full of feeling,
That's why we listen.
As it pounds into our ears,
Forming tears may glisten.
That is music.
It makes us remember,
Sad or happy times.
Enjoyable memories,
Or heinous crimes.
That is music.
As long as we feel,
Something, anything,
You don't really care,
As you start remembering.
That is music.
A wickedly sweet lullaby,
That makes us feel.
It may break you more,
But it can also heal.
That is music.
~~Ana
YOU ARE READING
The Stories
Короткий рассказThese are fictional one shots written by us three! You can also suggest stories that we should write, and that chapter will be dedicated to you! ~ Ana ~ Phanaconda ~ Forest ~
