Friday, August 6, 2010

The Strings.


Each of it has its own tone. Once you taste the sound, you feel the words. It makes you high without pills. It makes you feel the pain without torture. The more you string it, the more you feel it. It writes songs without lyrics being said. I swear to God it makes you ride the best joy of your life. The power within give you the strength to stay alive.

People think they are something that can only be used for entertainment but trust me, the taste of the strings can make us wonder why? make us wonder when? make us wonder how? Imagine a broken heart with no cure and think of the moment where you have nothing else to rely on for a smile. Well, trust in the strings and all you ever do then is say goodbye. It makes you pull the state of belief back to yourself, making it as a path to find a better one.

It tells us that there is no perfection with only one. The faith it has when a love song is played, make one can't stop loving. Love is not about finding the other half of you but finding the happiness within you. With the strings, you feel free, you feel stone. Its like getting the lights off and calling the girl you loved before in New York City. The sounds make you remember the first time you put flowers on a woman's desk with a saying, " Have a nice day !".

Nothing to do, no where to be, take it out and let them talk. Feeling lonely, let them change it for you. Miss someone, they'll make you dream.

Always remember, you' re still alive unless you say you're not.

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