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My melody lies in my Melanie and my Melanie has been lost A casualty to this reality and love, sadly, the cost And my Melanie will forever go as she came, with a smile With me standing sighing, with insides crying and trying all the while To find music in the world that's sorefully out of key For the melody has been lost to me along with Melanie The song is off and the musical canceled, the birds staring silent All colors have seemed to have faded and I hear the unnatural quiet And all I can find is I long for a melody The world, decieving, has me believing that music has been lost to me And I find Melanie may be gone to me, but she's not who I'm mourning Overtures and scores all scream that the melody was the dream The dream that happiness was two heart kisses away That I could bring my passion for her as I do the melody in my day So I have now the truth written on my brow and Melanie I no longer resent Me being in the symphony of love without an instrument But I will play once more...
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Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 9:11 AM UTC
Overtures & Realizations
My melody lies in my Melanie and my Melanie has been lost A casualty to this reality and love, sadly, the cost And my Melanie will forever go as she came, with a smile With me standing sighing, with insides crying and trying all the while To find music in the world that's sorefully out of key For the melody has been lost to me along with Melanie The song is off and the musical canceled, the birds staring silent All colors have seemed to have faded and I hear the unnatural quiet And all I can find is I long for a melody The world, decieving, has me believing that music has been lost to me And I find Melanie may be gone to me, but she's not who I'm mourning Overtures and scores all scream that the melody was the dream The dream that happiness was two heart kisses away That I could bring my passion for her as I do the melody in my day So I have now the truth written on my brow and Melanie I no longer resent Me being in the symphony of love without an instrument But I will play once more...
nik-bland
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30/M/American
Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 9:11 AM UTC
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