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myOtaku.com: venomous kitsune
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Monday, February 21, 2005
breaking my vow
im very bored so i am going to *gasp* break my vow and put up some of my poetry...ok this was for an english project...ignore the random names there from the book this project was on...
Violin
Vibrations…
Sweet music pulsing through my limbs
Notes of sorrow reverberating, echoing in my being
This is my mourning
Should my eyes forget how to cry should my throat forget how to scream
My fingers will always remember these strings
Tata, Jakub, Anya, Mama, Zayde
I play for them this is their memory
Music…
A moment to remember and a moment to forget
Goodbyes are not my forte and hellos are always awkward
So here is my ode to you my friends
May you feel my love and sorrow through the bitter sweet sound
This music is my voice may you receive its message
Matel, Rivke, Mosze, Mrs. Hurwitz, Mr. Hurwitz
I play for them this is the lesson they teach
Falling…
Drowning in the melodies
To continue, to escape
I live because I must
But this…this is to want to live, the will to live
Timed beats sweeping through my body
Mrs. Liebman, Mr. Liebman, Mr. Krengiel, Mrs. Krengiel
I play for them this is their music
Reality…
A moment of peace still just a moment
My life just another passing casualty
But should my heart be strong
Mayhap my soul could grasp and hold this moment
Stop the world from turning
Stop the night from coming
My friends, My family
I play for them this is their story
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