A song once played
Our happy beat,
We would sing along
As we moved our feet.
As times changed
So did the sound,
It was like my heart
Was being thrown around.
As love turned to hate
The beat was no pleasure,
It came with memories
I didn’t want to treasure.
Now the songs
Once filled with fire,
Are nothing more
Than a painful reminder.
K
A new photo should= deserving a new soundtrack 🙂
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Haha I thought so aswell! 🙂
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New day here. Best wishes
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I have a weird relationship with music. I don’t really listen because I get reminded of bad things from my past. Even new music I’ve never heard before, somehow the beats remind me of something I’d rather not think of.
This piece really speaks to me buy my musical madness is quite bizarre.
I really like the romantic angle, the story woven into the hurt that song causes the speaker. It’s a beautiful piece that touches me in a very familiar way.
Brilliant work!!
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aww that is a weird relationship, ever considered getting a divorce lol, and music can either help you forget everything or remember everything., x
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I have… podcasts only for me…. but somehow I still pay maintenence. Stupid divorce 😄
Sadly I remember everything. tis a shame, but I still have a tiny little bit of music I can listen to. luckily that includes queen and thin lizzy so I don’t need anything else 😄
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Haha, Aww sounds good x
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I remember feeling this way. You have captured it well. Thankfully I have moved on to a happier place. Everyone deserves to move on.
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Yes they do, and glad you could relate lovely x
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