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A song that almost stole my heart Sometimes I hear it inside my head, sometimes it stop What a wonderful masterpiece! But too early to critic and declare finished I know it is not done yet I wish I will hear it on the final set It will take time I guess Like a fruit on the tree Patience at its best Although I am too old for the genre However its wonderful lyrics That caught my idea And the melody that manage to penetrate my soul That harmony catch me in the hour of fall I remember I listen to it long time ago. And now I’m wondering I still hear myself humming The song that is not yet finish I hope it will be done well So my heart will open Let the masterpiece steal my soul.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC
She’s my song (Masterpiece)
A song that almost stole my heart Sometimes I hear it inside my head, sometimes it stop What a wonderful masterpiece! But too early to critic and declare finished I know it is not done yet I wish I will hear it on the final set It will take time I guess Like a fruit on the tree Patience at its best Although I am too old for the genre However its wonderful lyrics That caught my idea And the melody that manage to penetrate my soul That harmony catch me in the hour of fall I remember I listen to it long time ago. And now I’m wondering I still hear myself humming The song that is not yet finish I hope it will be done well So my heart will open Let the masterpiece steal my soul.
I dedicate this poem to the girl who loves me very much but she is too young for me.
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC
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