
Dropping mad words, cuz thats what i got
You may not have heard, i'm a lyrical nut
I'm just the remedy, to all that hinders thee
Bringing melodies', sweet and gentle therapy.....
.....Entrenched in an illusion, desperate for repair
There is no solution, my heart fails to dare
Embraced by the music, it's soft and subtle chant
I dare to refuse it, and be all I'd thought "i can't"
I hold on to my strength, as my doubts melt away
I mold my sorrows into dreams, for which I have paid
Now the sun has risen, to light my may across
Across the river, and through the valleys moss
Once through the valley, the wind is soft and sweet
Come now shall we, it is not such a feat
-Instincts--
"it's not about what you know, it's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!



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