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music kept me alive when I had no where else to turn.
it preserved, nurtured and aided my soul.
when my life took everything from me, i found a pocket to hide some self in.
that is the only reason I am here.
so here's to music. the notes and words that keep it real.
such a strange journey i'm in the middle of. singing opera. married. writing. putting together some old pieces, letting go of the ones who need it, polishing up the new ones.
i am still fighting, but it is slowly turning in to loving. i'm still a prickly bundle of guilt and convoluted pride. but kind words occasionally get through now. i don't think that has ever happened before.
oh to mend all the fences and kiss all the wounds of yesterday. never, never. but forward i can try.
sing it.
v
it preserved, nurtured and aided my soul.
when my life took everything from me, i found a pocket to hide some self in.
that is the only reason I am here.
so here's to music. the notes and words that keep it real.
such a strange journey i'm in the middle of. singing opera. married. writing. putting together some old pieces, letting go of the ones who need it, polishing up the new ones.
i am still fighting, but it is slowly turning in to loving. i'm still a prickly bundle of guilt and convoluted pride. but kind words occasionally get through now. i don't think that has ever happened before.
oh to mend all the fences and kiss all the wounds of yesterday. never, never. but forward i can try.
sing it.
v