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This is for You

February 24, 2008
By Anonymous

This is for you
Though you shall never read it.
This is my heart
Scrawled onto a paper.
This is


…The piano plays itself to sleep

When no one’s there to hear it

It sobs its great chords into the night

Absorbed by the black



…The flute’s notes hang in the air


When the piano’s there to hear it



It sings its grace into the sky




Grasped with wind




I hear your pain


I can only do one thing

I hear your cries


I can only sing

I can only sing

This is me with my silver keys
This is you
For sweetest dreams…


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