My mind races
As my heart paces
My thoughts a jumbled mess
I try to still my mind…try not to think about the stress
I need my music…I need to sing
This is my solace…my music…my voice
I feel trapped…I feel contained
I want someone to release me
I am so grateful for the sound and the passion that music brings
In this moment I am free
Words From The Borderline 
I can mos’ definitely relate! Niccceee!
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Thanks MJ
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You are very welcome, WLP!
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Hey, music. Yes. And that feeling of claustrophobia though.. Its so true in the urban landscape especially I guess…
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Music is the manipulation of time
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Reblogged this on LITUSIC.
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Great words, LP
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Thanks Dev
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Yep
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Yep and yay 😊
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Beautiful. You captured exactly how music makes me feel!
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😊 thanks – you might like music #1 and 2 . Your so nice for saying that
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Thank you!
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Your welcome
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