Loud Silence, by Disruptive Silence
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The viola gives me a comfort that no other noise can
Hearing the soothing beat makes it clear when my life
actually began
The delicate yet strong strings tell me stories
Of past and present music glories
I get a feeling that no one can recreate with words
Its like melodies and feelings matching like lovebirds
Someone who is trying to describe the music without hearing
the sound
Is as dumb as reading a book that isnt even bound
When my bow glides across the strings, nice and neat
My heart follows along and understands the beat
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Posted: 2010-07-05 03:38:49 UTC |
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2010-10-29 02:27:26 | izzy |
this is really cool. how long have u been playing the viola? |