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A poem about the best therapy I could find; the piano.
Submitted:Apr 27, 2012 Reads: 9 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
Healing Music
The music
the music
flows from my hands
washing away
the pain I can't stand.
The chords
the chords
ring in the air
finally emptying
my heart of despair.
The majors
the majors
drive out my thoughts
keeping away
the pain's next onslaught.
The minors
the minors
reach to my soul
knitting together
my heart 'til I'm whole.
The piano
the piano
saves me once more
patiently teaching
my soul to soar.
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