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Click hereSoul’s Music
Swirls of Imagination flow round the aspects of my mind
I hear a piano showing me the way for my distinct happiness
It's chords and voluminous patterns play across my mind firing different emotions and feelings revelations smile through the mist of dementia and a clear understanding shows forth
A young man cries tears of blood his mind creating a distinct journey for him to follow to a timeless place where the sun stands still and an hour has no meaning a place where his immediate thought can find truth.
Time stands still, his thoughts fly freely …his inner peace paramount towering over the nothingness of the void he smile at the calm serene ocean of his mind.
It's calm waters smashing at the hard sharp rocks of his soul
Elation occurs and courses thorough his soul to a painful memory as it charts it's way through to his heart a time when his heart was hers it shows the growth of his anguish and serial denial…
He hears the mournful wails of his best friend’s saxophone and He remembers the clear concise time of joy we had. It's Pale in comparison to the happiness she once brought me.
I sit and wonder on the sounds I hear and smile at the instruments of my soul….
HarleQuinn Burrn