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Melancholic Violin
A mournful melody on the violin, Echoes of a heart that's been broken in, The strings vibrate with a melancholic tone, A tale of love lost, forever gone. Each note pierces through the soul, A symphony of pain that takes its toll, The violin speaks with a voice so pure, A heart-wrenching sound that's hard to endure. The bow moves gently, with such grace, And the violin takes us to another place, A place where sorrow reigns and tears fall, A place where memories haunt and love stalls. The notes dance like flames of a fire, And the violin becomes a true desire, A desire for a love that once was real, A desire to feel again, to fully heal. The violin speaks of a love so true, Of a heart that's been shattered, feeling blue, But it also speaks of hope, of a new start, Of a new love waiting, to mend the heart. So let the melancholic violin play, And let the tears fall where they may, For in its sad and mournful sound, A new love may yet be found. Written on 20th April 2023
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