Someone Like You
It is like he knows something.
There is no way he knows what happened earlier. So why does he have this smile!? I turn away quickly because he is pissing me off. I sit at the piano and decide I will go with a piece to let off some stress. So I plan article called "Fire" by Brian Crain. When I play, I forget everything and everyone exists. It is just me, and the keys of the piano and the music and the imagines in my head; created. This song, to me, is one of passion and desire. When water and fire try to dance and as I play, my hair can never stay in its' place, but I do not care. How could I with such music playing? The notes rebound off of the walls, off of my body, through my ears, and int
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