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Above Originality
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Broken Pianists
IP:
Broken Pianists
Classical rhapsody wraps around me
The tunes scandal and scramble.
Scrabble to intertwine enthusiastically.
Devious inventions detract precisely
Fingers caress various notes of sound
Emotions driven to an exact path
To bedazzle thousands in a crowd
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Fantasized fallacy pronounced in a classical
Mechanically, my hands move in obedience
Tears descend hugging, screeching my cheek
Carpel tunnel non visible nor existent
Hands speak in it’s own tone and language
Expressing emotions through melodic diagrams,
Tears play the tune of excruciating pain.
Tainted perpendicular analogues engorge
Tapings entice and derive to deceive
Achieved grievance alluded and injected contagiously
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Hands clash and hold to let one go
This applause sounds so familiar of a time
When my ART ment something, now it just fades
To the next act so i fade along the sidelines
Dwelling and thinking "i remember my first show"
Now i just get played by the shows to the next person
who bows to take they're stand that was my home
Rows filler up…off contingents of deception
Bilateral confrontations excess admirably.
Parched for a drip of water, a taste of life
As the skin frails the wooden tart, it cuts.
Blood clots of aspiration, partake with benevolence
Such a goal is complete, such a feel is gone
Within the minutes of walk-a-way’s up and go
I take a bow in thanks; you wave good-bye in good luck.
I walk away in appreciation, you walk away in fascination
Close my eyes in pride and happiness
Your eye’s has always been closed, the tunes of you play.
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Chryme Syndicate
-Chalkin' Up Your Future
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