by Alanis Sep 8, 2014
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Life, society /
other
She had an escape so sweet and surreal that she found her heart to no longer be lodged inside her chest, but she found it in every key and every note that encompassed her ears and fell against her hands. She lost herself in the songs and left her soul in the lyrics. She forgot who was, plagued with the troubles and the burdens of the bitter taste of society. But she had a companion that she did not have to beg for mere acceptance from, for they were already as one within the melodies that flowed out like milk and honey. As her heart beat with the songs that echoed through the house and her hands danced across the keys, so a serenity and joy fell upon her like a thick blanket in a winter haze, shielding her from the sourness of the outside world. She found herself within the wooden casing and lost herself within the beauty that only she could produce. She was a pianist trapped inside the body of a mortal. |
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