May 18, 2009
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Indescribable can only describe it
Not one soul isn't fit
To absorb it like a sponge
From praise to grunge
Ribbons of melodies wrap around my body
Making the ground vanish
Dare you try to make a parody
Than have your soul be banished
Sometimes to strike
Sometimes to heal
Some will make the mike
Some will make the wheel
Never far,always able to feel it
Having God's message or the devil's lick
Anything is possible with music

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