She was
the music box,
whom I dared to
open,
only to find out that
she owned
the tune,
beautiful enough
to make
my heart beats
dance to.

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Your Heartbeats My Melodies,
For All Day And Night,
Let Me Rest My Head On Your Chest,
Hearing Those Rhythms Forever...

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Hidden deep inside
the eyes of the ballerina
Music dousing the
worries of the world
Preserving the innocence.

The only priced possession
They couldn't ransack from
The bottom drawers.

She still dances
eternally blissful
To the tune and the moment
Stuck in a time capsule.

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(Please Read In Caption)

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19June2024

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Hey, how're you ?
I wish I can dance
But I can play guitar
The rhythm it makes
Harmonizes with the my heart beat
Of my pounding heart
Whenever I witness 
Divine goodness 
I wanna sing
Singing the lyrics
Of unending grace
Favored upon me
Along this unending race
Every strum and every pluck
I know this is not luck
I am blessed
Even my fingertips aches
Though it brings me wounds
I will not care
For this melody,
All kinds of emotions whenever I play
That there is gain
And for that I will play again
With all the love
My guitar strings

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Life Is Like
A Music Box
'Cause It's
Filled With Many
Unpredictable
Rhytms.

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