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Pour your torment on the page and let the sound leak out of you Your music bleeds out of your veins and it’s so personal, so emotional, how could people keep from resonating with it? So now, you get to perform the same recurring nightmare every night. Reopening the wound you couldn’t heal.
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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
I feel for musicians
Pour your torment on the page and let the sound leak out of you Your music bleeds out of your veins and it’s so personal, so emotional, how could people keep from resonating with it? So now, you get to perform the same recurring nightmare every night. Reopening the wound you couldn’t heal.
michael-leone
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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
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