It seem wicked and unnatural..
Something from another realm..
Yet the music it played was coming from me..
So I knew I was somewhat of the source..
I could feel it wanting my thoughts..
I could feel it becoming happy..
Darkness was smiling..
Darkness was alive also..
With any light I cast this shadow..
It plays for me music of darkness..
Notes and melodies of the shade..
I yearned to play the music inside of me for so long it awoke this musical blackness..
I became friends with it..
I gave it more and more everyday..
And at the right angle I could cast more and more shadows adding more instruments of umbra to my songs..
The best songs come from the shadows cast from candlelight..
The natural flame creates the darkess of shadows..
One is standing in front of me now playing the violin..
And another behind me playing the guitar..
While I sing the lyrics to this music of darkness..
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 12:25 PM UTC
It seem wicked and unnatural..
Something from another realm..
Yet the music it played was coming from me..
So I knew I was somewhat of the source..
I could feel it wanting my thoughts..
I could feel it becoming happy..
Darkness was smiling..
Darkness was alive also..
With any light I cast this shadow..
It plays for me music of darkness..
Notes and melodies of the shade..
I yearned to play the music inside of me for so long it awoke this musical blackness..
I became friends with it..
I gave it more and more everyday..
And at the right angle I could cast more and more shadows adding more instruments of umbra to my songs..
The best songs come from the shadows cast from candlelight..
The natural flame creates the darkess of shadows..
One is standing in front of me now playing the violin..
And another behind me playing the guitar..
While I sing the lyrics to this music of darkness..
My SHADOWS.. WE PLAY TOGETHER..
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