Missed Notes
by QuanSai
As I met you, music played.
The notes played,
The melodies linked as we were.
The epitome of our shared infatuation,
Music became my…,
Now the notes play in a pattern with skipped beats,
As I unlink from what was.
I can’t listen,
The pain will play the notes that be burdens.
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19-11-09, 01:05 AM #1
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QuanSai writes.
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17-01-10, 10:25 PM #2
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So sad poem
I really liked it.
You cannot see my twisted mess...
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17-08-10, 07:14 PM #3
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Thank you for the tender words
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31-08-10, 02:38 PM #4
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thank for your sharing.
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07-09-10, 02:36 PM #5
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i love it ,thank you for your poem
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13-09-10, 10:58 AM #6
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That's pretty good, Quan. How ya been these days?
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