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Oct 2012
The melody spills from my lips
As I sing these words
My voice goes low
My voice goes high
These words will touch the sky
Rush through valleys
Dip to the plates of the earth
Then swirl through the skies
To the heavens
I sing from my soul
I sing from my heart
These words slowly crumble me apart
My feelings rest behind
Each syllable
My eyes well with tears
As I sing these words
That I write here
soft in her beauty ,
She closed her eyes
Rich with her youn adolescent purity
She was in desguise
She hide her true nature behind a mask
The only thing she had
Was a memory of the past

The words mean nothing to the people that hear
But those words
Hold my pain and my fear
And even as I lower
The microphone
I knew that I was going home
With sadness in my heart
Because they never understood
The words that I sang
Real lyrics that I included into this poem, I love music just as much as I love poetry
Katlyn Orthman
Written by
Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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