Poetry, Quill

Music Of The Soul

I thought it all fell down,

And empty and bare I stood,

But tonight in my car,

When I tapped my feet,

To the sound of music

That blared from my heart,

I was a tad more sure,

A glimpse of happiness,

Perhaps still exist,

In an estranged corner,

Of my heart.

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