Music is a person they say, but music can be a statue too
Music being a person:
It speaks to your wondering soul
It hears things you will never speak of
It understands the need of self-devotion
Music travels to places your feet havent been but only your mind can reach
Music calms ALL AT THE END OF THE DAY
Music being a statue:
Music can paralyze you too
Music chooses its audience and so at the end of the day you cant love everyone the same way
Music manipulates the your decisions you make unconsciously
Music can burry feelings avoiding the healing process
Is music really purpose or poison?
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PoetryWe all ADDICTED to someone We all ADDICTED to something We all ADDICTED to a place We all ADDICTS. What are you an ADDICT too?
