When something hurts me
And hurts me bad
Playing music makes things better
The guitar weeps
As I pour out my heart and soul in every note
Pour out
Blood
Sweat
Tears
As I reforge and regain ma soul
My drum a pounding Rythm attune to my heart
Each beat
Louder
Heavier
More complex than the last
Cleansing the spirit
By driving out the demon within
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