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A Poem by Music For The Wounded Soul
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Not sure what to call it but it's a love poem. It's all I write nowadays.

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At some point,

In the middle of the night,

When my mind races,

And I can't sleep,

I realized I loved you,

And I was never the same.

© 2014 Music For The Wounded Soul


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Music For The Wounded Soul
I don't know why but I'm especially proud of this one let me know if i have reason to be.

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very simple yet so strong and powerful! love the way you writed this down. I can relate to this one so bad.

Keep writing!

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Music For The Wounded Soul
Music For The Wounded Soul

Sanford, FL



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I just want to be heard. In a world of silence, I want to be the one that screams the loudest. more..

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