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late that night as i was laying in bed around 9 looking into her hazel eyes
she spoke of a word that brought tears to my way of thinking
she spoke of strong alcohol and good weed
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love sometimes is a virtue to have
it grabs you by the heart and some how leaves you in the dark

love is strong its a hard thing to hold onto
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the calming music makes me feel sleepy wanting to dream
i sit and type away looking at these messages pop up my thoughts are
wondering asking what is right and what is wrong
all i can do is listen to this song the anger plays on my thoughts
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The Music Comes And Goes

by: Tripp







the soothing sounds of a piano to a guitar the sounds they make
the feeling It brings when the piano sings playing the strings of a guitar
the times come and goes as the music grows


in the heart of those who play
thinking of that one thing that brings epiphany to that instrument you play
as you hold and take care playing with hopes and dreams the music slips through
and sings


i can't get enough of what it does to me
when i hear that sound that voice



the music she brings to my heart when I'm with her
her voice is the epiphany to my heart
holding on to her the music keeps playing

my heart keeps beating as the music plays
i keep dreaming dreaming holding on hoping this song will never end
dreaming to fall in love with this instrument forever


she is my instrument

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