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Blood is the essence of the heart,
and Music is the wound.
Blood is the essence of our life,
stored in our heart,
pierced by the song.
And it is pain that frees our blood
to bleed and drip and run,
to live outside the confinement of our hearts,
and to stain the garments of our world.

Music is the pain that frees our lives to bleed.
One of my favorite poems. A friend of mine was showing me some artwork of hers and I cam across a picture of a heart with a hole in it, with lines going through the hole. The lines appeared to me to look like a music staff. That inspired, on the spot, this. I have actually written music for this song, but it needs some refining. The poem, however, I think it perfect. But you tell me.

Copyright James Walters
TheCultureShock101 Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I love this poem! If I could post my artwork on deviantart then I would!
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