My symonphy comming up, it's my last play.
It's my time to shine.
It's now my solo, I play to fast my strings are comming apart.
I am no longer.. Beautiful modern art...
Pain in my small wooden heart.
The solo is finally finished.
My bow layed next to me.
I sit here cold and still once beautiful, no longer more.
My life, is a closed door.
Like i said... On this day...
It would be...My last play.
Written by: Amber Rodriguez ( Meee!!)
I was bored one day :3








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-The End of my story.
-A_Poke_The_Trumpet_Production!
-There comes a point in every videogame that the concept of dying over and over becomes hilariously funny instead of frustrating.
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~The Loved maniac~
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-The End of my story.
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~The Loved maniac~
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°-|/ i've heard that the worlds finest delicacy is . . .
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