A Song of Me
The strings play with passion and soul...
Each chord sings out with another word to hold..
My voice screams with sounds of my heart...
To a ceiling of clouds and feelings never apart...
A chorus of cry's not meant to be seen...
Notes and letters,all scrambled on paper dreams...
This is my song of long walks and restless nights...
My heartbeat is my bass and my mind is my sight...
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2011
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