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With every note that flows Every stage that goes I get closer to an end Maybe closer to you Every staccato that unfolds Overlapping that legato left untold Moves me closer to an end A stage ending with you Every rise And every fall I hope To find you So used to the idea Of two different melodies Starting together instantaneously... That I so desperately want you But as the arrangement continues to flow In a cadence of escalating ostinato The hope that there is a stretto or Chord progression... Slowly weakens with the idea of you So much so that Every beat resonates within me deeper And courses through my veins Almost leaving no space For you The pain left in every note that Brings me closer to the end Twists you into a syncopation And I into a ballad of bottomless commiseration I just... I pray to God That my composition ends In the best quality it could ever be.
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 12:40 PM UTC
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With every note that flows Every stage that goes I get closer to an end Maybe closer to you Every staccato that unfolds Overlapping that legato left untold Moves me closer to an end A stage ending with you Every rise And every fall I hope To find you So used to the idea Of two different melodies Starting together instantaneously... That I so desperately want you But as the arrangement continues to flow In a cadence of escalating ostinato The hope that there is a stretto or Chord progression... Slowly weakens with the idea of you So much so that Every beat resonates within me deeper And courses through my veins Almost leaving no space For you The pain left in every note that Brings me closer to the end Twists you into a syncopation And I into a ballad of bottomless commiseration I just... I pray to God That my composition ends In the best quality it could ever be.
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Yanamari
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Yanamari
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 12:40 PM UTC
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