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The black microphone

I use to sing in my room alone

Writing these songs

In my bed all day long

My own personal studio

Is exactly where I belong

My family tries to disrupt

Tired of getting up

To keep the door shut

Music is my passion I’ve kept

Ever since I was little it’s always helped

All these lyrics in my mind

Stopping to write down all the time

Truly music is one of a kind

Spending my youth on it for a lifetime.

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