listen to some beutiful songs so decided to write this poem...hope u liked it thanks for reading
Music is an escape from reality
To go where ever we may please.
The bad memories drift behind us
The glorious lights shine from heaven
As a new day begins
The good hearts of all souls
Just searching for a way to break down these walls
For, we all have dreamed of
Something unreachable, impossible, a miracle
But believe it or not
The thin line between love and hate could over lap
So why can’t, dreams become a reality?
Desperate times call for desperate measures
As long as you’re willing to make something out of each day
Spot lights will find you
They may always be searching
But sooner or later
You will be standing center stage.
I guess i can titled it "Believe"
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Music is an escape from reality
To go where ever we may please.
The bad memories drift behind us
The glorious lights shine from heaven
As a new day begins
The good hearts of all souls
Just searching for a way to break down these walls
For, we all have dreamed of
Something unreachable, impossible, a miracle
But believe it or not
The thin line between love and hate could over lap
So why can’t, dreams become a reality?
Desperate times call for desperate measures
As long as you’re willing to make something out of each day
Spot lights will find you
They may always be searching
But sooner or later
You will be standing center stage.
I guess i can titled it "Believe"
hahah hhahahah love the comments pretty damn funnyhaha LMAO