In the stretched heartstrings of mine,
Once rusty, now the melody lingers,
Like bronze on mahogany divine!
Dissonance once a hooded mystic,
The tritone, it made me rhyme,
Denies the change, my heart, so drastic,
Buries the dissonance, the sands of time!
Dealt a wicked hand, the world,
Played the rhythm to each single beat,
In severe pain, my parched lips curled,
Till your nectar dispelled the heat!
1 comment:
Awesomeness! :)
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