Music
Not necessary good,but beautiful.
You know,
when you get tears in your eyes.
When you can't sitt still,
you feel the rhythm throug your bones.
You can't stop thinking about it,
the music takes you longer then you ever been.
And in the second you hear it,
you think "screw everything!" this is my life.
Your mind workes harder then ever,
and you get really philosophical.
For the first time you realize the meaning of life,
the only thing you can compare it with
is love.
because
music
is
love
Poetry by Cola666
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Written on 2006-11-07 at 20:44
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