through the strings
up to her ears,
the sweet sound of music
is all that she hears.
she reminds me of me,
I enjoy the sweet melodies,
how they bring such emotion,
they put you at ease.
she is art in me
with her headphones.
writing poetry
feels like home.
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
through the strings
up to her ears,
the sweet sound of music
is all that she hears.
she reminds me of me,
I enjoy the sweet melodies,
how they bring such emotion,
they put you at ease.
she is art in me
with her headphones.
writing poetry
feels like home.
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