That first beat, that first melody,
The notes coming out of the speaker 
And into my ears
Filling my head 
Surrounding my heart
Experiencing a feeling people call music
I call it form of art, 
Notes telling my body to move 
People call it dancing 
I call it instinct
Then the notes came from my mouth
People call it singing 
I call it love
And I was good  
As I grew 
So did my love fo...

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 Inhaled black smoke
 slithering around inside
 slowly taking control
 control of who I am
 fighting an never ending battle
 slowly losing and accepting of what is to come
 wrapping myself in this darkness
 until sadness is nothing new to me
 anger I let in and settle
 happiness comes but I push away
 the darkness has clouded my judgement
 slowly welcoming it
 fore it makes me num...

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