Strings of acrimony | marshall lee X oc

There is a song, a song played by calloused fingers.

First, they steal a touch. Then little by little they end up grazing the waist and continue up to the head. The keys are turned and switched, until the strands aren't caressing the neck anymore. Vibrations pass throughout the whole body and that's when a new sound becomes a song.

And that song is called Rose.
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