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Soundtrack To My Escape

I am the fallen one, one casted away, A reminant of a broken promise Man shakled for one dying wish, My vissicitudes haunt me everytime The sound of those blazing drums, I heard the music mystifies us all, Saves a man from a Fall, The strings are being pulled and the chorus chants, The melody which melts us all, I heard music has power: To cure and transform I am still the same; The Man with a broken promise Caught in the realmn of this heaven and earth My body becometh the prison of my soul I am a composer, A composer in oblivion – Looking Looking, for the soundtrack to my escape.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 8/18/2010 3:42:00 AM
A nice self introspection, Muzzaffar
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