Black notes staring off the treble staff
Meaning nothing to the unlearned,
Tells stories of each tear and laugh;
Leave no music page unturned.
The narrator takes each twisted note
To morph into their own,
Not knowing what the author wrote
Nor how the seed was sown.
Each line, each section, and each page
Resembles story's same;
But this story changes with age,
And with every gent and dame.
And so the same story's not told twice,
The moods and feelings soften
Until it forms a new device,
Original Forgotten.














Comments
The rythms and words merge perfectly together; almost like the music you described was visually displayed.
An amazing imaginative story was left in my mind after reading this.
Excellent, excellent work.
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"Humor is almost always anger with its make up on."
- Stephen King (Bag of Bones)
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Give me a lead pipe and tell me who not to hit.
~AlchemillaHospital For Silent Hill Fans
--
"Humor is almost always anger with its make up on."
- Stephen King (Bag of Bones)
--
Give me a lead pipe and tell me who not to hit.
~AlchemillaHospital For Silent Hill Fans
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