This Is One Of My Very First Michael Inspired Poems. I Charish This One Because I Wrote It When I Was In A Dark Time Of My Life And I Felt Like I Was Able To Finally Escape My Hell Hole Of A Life When I Was Writting This In My English 2 Class. So Enjoy.
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muziki lives in everyone and every thing. It existed since the dawn of time. wewe can’t hide from it nor wewe can’t stop it. It happends every siku of your life. It will stay here until the siku the world ends.
The sounds of it fills my body with rhythm and beat. It sooths me with joy and pain. When I listen to muziki it is an out of body experience for me. I can’t contain it, I can’t control it. muziki is a bad habit for me.
muziki makes me believe in another tomorrow. It is pure. wewe can find it anywhere at any time. muziki touches people with every song, with every melody, with every beat, with every soul. It improves the way wewe TRULY feel.
The true upendo wewe feel when wewe listen to muziki is magical. It haunts my every soul. From the simplest upendo songs to the extreme rock and roll and death metal. The muziki we listen to was the muziki our parents listen to. The world is filled with music.
The muziki is hear to stay. The muziki would like to send messages to everybody in the world. muziki would like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony. muziki could really provoke people to HEAL THE WORLD from the poverty stricken people that deserved to be able to eat a meal for once. muziki lives and lives and lives in everyone, in everything, in every soul until the muziki dies and is never resurrect.
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muziki lives in everyone and every thing. It existed since the dawn of time. wewe can’t hide from it nor wewe can’t stop it. It happends every siku of your life. It will stay here until the siku the world ends.
The sounds of it fills my body with rhythm and beat. It sooths me with joy and pain. When I listen to muziki it is an out of body experience for me. I can’t contain it, I can’t control it. muziki is a bad habit for me.
muziki makes me believe in another tomorrow. It is pure. wewe can find it anywhere at any time. muziki touches people with every song, with every melody, with every beat, with every soul. It improves the way wewe TRULY feel.
The true upendo wewe feel when wewe listen to muziki is magical. It haunts my every soul. From the simplest upendo songs to the extreme rock and roll and death metal. The muziki we listen to was the muziki our parents listen to. The world is filled with music.
The muziki is hear to stay. The muziki would like to send messages to everybody in the world. muziki would like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony. muziki could really provoke people to HEAL THE WORLD from the poverty stricken people that deserved to be able to eat a meal for once. muziki lives and lives and lives in everyone, in everything, in every soul until the muziki dies and is never resurrect.