2:28 p.m. - Saturday, May. 14, 2005

the one where music sings to me

'ghosts of yesterday exorcised
buried under deeper shades of blue
cast aside by fleeting eyes
kept away by sudden lies'

i take comfort in the fact that music is a constant.. a constant reminder of what my life is supposed to be with or without certain things.. and a constant comfort when things go quiet and the voices inside my head shout above the silence to be heard.. meanderings of livid imagination and bitter consequences..

listen to the music inside your heart.. how it sings to you in the darkest of times..

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