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2012-07-14


My heart sings A cappella



Numb fingers
Hit on a piano
A minor
Paper cuts
Bleeding ink
Drip drop
Down
Emotions of rhymes
Soaking in
On a blank slate

Want to plant
Notes
Yearning to blossom
In a garden
Full of thee

So turn down the stereo
Because
Whenever I’m quiet
When I don't know what to say
Listen to my heart
When it sings A cappella


Cause
My heart speaks for me
In the beat
In every beat, beat, beat

You make me
Play
Play
Play

Every

Single

day!

 
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/K

 




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