Staccato Legato
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Heres my poem. Im an ametuer keep in mind. Like really this is my first poem.
My Music
Chapped lips against cold mouthpiece,
I inhale deeply, then exhale.
Shapes, patterns, colors combined,
makes my music.
Fingers pumping, abs tensing, mouth clenching,
Achieves my goal.
The reason why I live.
The reason for my being.
Beautiful Music.
Tell me what u think!
My Music
Chapped lips against cold mouthpiece,
I inhale deeply, then exhale.
Shapes, patterns, colors combined,
makes my music.
Fingers pumping, abs tensing, mouth clenching,
Achieves my goal.
The reason why I live.
The reason for my being.
Beautiful Music.
Tell me what u think!