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Isn't it strange how a few simple bars, A few words, a steady beat, And a style "in-synch" with our hearts Can influence us so much? One song plays, and stress is relieved. Another brings more pain. A bittersweet message can be the most Inspiring to the soul. Your soul and mind is heartened, With one strain. Yet on another end, a single measure And you unleash the wild. Some mystery creeps into us when A harmony contrasts. A certain mood is expressed, and You feel it. As one sings along, or makes music alone, Or as a group, Every thread shines brightly in the design of Harmonies and melodies. Yet again, there must always be the opposite: Darkness or animalistic Thoughts, actions, and feelings may creep into us. Why do we allow such? Music is a lifeline in a rage of troubled seas, And to be saved, We simply need to grab on and hold tight, Before we slip. However, be careful- each buoy and life-saving ring Can either be strong and true, Or have hidden, slippery holds, and tiny holes. We can either float or sink. There is no in-between.
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
Music
Isn't it strange how a few simple bars, A few words, a steady beat, And a style "in-synch" with our hearts Can influence us so much? One song plays, and stress is relieved. Another brings more pain. A bittersweet message can be the most Inspiring to the soul. Your soul and mind is heartened, With one strain. Yet on another end, a single measure And you unleash the wild. Some mystery creeps into us when A harmony contrasts. A certain mood is expressed, and You feel it. As one sings along, or makes music alone, Or as a group, Every thread shines brightly in the design of Harmonies and melodies. Yet again, there must always be the opposite: Darkness or animalistic Thoughts, actions, and feelings may creep into us. Why do we allow such? Music is a lifeline in a rage of troubled seas, And to be saved, We simply need to grab on and hold tight, Before we slip. However, be careful- each buoy and life-saving ring Can either be strong and true, Or have hidden, slippery holds, and tiny holes. We can either float or sink. There is no in-between.
Again, it's really hard for me to revise anything I write. Sorry if it's too raw and ill-developed! (Which it is) I love music. Consider how it impacts you.
michelle-8
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
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