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Matilda Orwell

April 15th, 2017

4/15/2017

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I love to hear people sing.
Their emotions flowing from their mouths to my waiting ears,
Vocalizing their pain, their joy,
The light and dark melodies.
Writing is like music,
Although I can't sing as well,
I can paint a picture of what I feel,
By using words, words who have always enthralled me.
Like music, you might not like my style,
And that's ok,
But at the heart of my star,
I write for me, not you.
Although if you like what I have to say,
What I sing with my pen,
Then I will embrace you,
And listen to you sing.
They say that I listen to too much music,
And that I need to settle on one type,
But what I like changes every day.
And I see the beauty in all of it.
Beethoven's 14th flows through my fingers like water,
But I still love Panic! and Amy,
Never forgetting to make time for Lorde and for Disney music.
You might not get it, but that's ok.
I personally don't like rap.
Even if we don't speak the same language,
I can still feel the melodies flowing past me,
Beating inside me alongside my heart.
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