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Singing

Singing is like pouring out all of you thoughts you sing and sing with every thing you've got in my head i say a lot but don't say them out loud even know I'm very proud I like to know people love my voice even when i make to much noise i love to sing, I could do it all day but sometimes I have nothing to say sometimes I'll be on stage and cannot breathe because of the stage fright within me sometimes I cannot see because of the thousands of people staring at ME sometimes I'm sacred and can't say a word unlike my aunt's mean bird sometimes i start to rush then i mess up and start to blush

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