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Chasing time results in immense frustration Frustration that culminates in pain The sweet sound of an angels voice Such release to be had Eyes closed as the music hums Melting stress on its path to the soul It crosses all barriers It comforts the lonely And it soothes the sad It reaches through the core of emotions Grabbing what happens to exist there Holding fast for a ride to wherever the music will land Accompanying melancholy through to brighter days Smiling within Absorbing the pain And leaving things better than when it began
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May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 6:09 PM UTC
Voice of an Angel
Chasing time results in immense frustration Frustration that culminates in pain The sweet sound of an angels voice Such release to be had Eyes closed as the music hums Melting stress on its path to the soul It crosses all barriers It comforts the lonely And it soothes the sad It reaches through the core of emotions Grabbing what happens to exist there Holding fast for a ride to wherever the music will land Accompanying melancholy through to brighter days Smiling within Absorbing the pain And leaving things better than when it began
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May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 6:09 PM UTC
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