Silent but beautiful
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Last published Fri, Aug 26, 2016
I never really told anyone about my passion of music. I was just frighten if I'm on stage with thousands of eyes looking at me. You know fearing you'll make a mistake or forgetting some lyrics. So I kept to myself. Well why wouldn't I.
I'm a wallflower
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