I hear the soundA Poem by Black Swan PoetryI hear the sound As you slowly Push down the keys
Ringing in my ears The music that comes From your misery
I can feel the pain In the notes That you play so hauntingly
To be heard Your songs plead Life has a way Of writing these
They reach out And touch me As if I am In this life That I do not lead
To connect to us all They strangely somehow succeed We are left feeling every drop That your fingers bleed © 2011 Black Swan PoetryAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBlack Swan PoetryKenosha, WIAboutI enjoy writing Poetry about the human condition. While much of this can at worst be very sad and at best be serious. This is not all that encompasses me. And it does not represent my constant state o.. more..Writing
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