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Chapter 19: Euterpe
I sway with the music,
the ever familiar lullaby.
the notes softly weaving a spell,
a spell of yesteryear.
The sounds come back, the smells.
a touch so familiar.
A sweet caress, a moment of tragedy.
Instances of joy, times of regret.
A memory, just a memory
yet it’s so real,
an illusion slipped out of time.
We’ve all been there.
The spell weaved too many times,
in too many ways
In the dark, in the sun.
In a crowd or alone
bathed in twilight’s last cast.
Illusions called forth,
illusions cast.
music is the best kind of magic;
Music is the worst kind of magic;
Just when we have forgotten,
the back-beat weaves it’s spell and we’re back.
Suffering all the heartache,
reliving all the triumph,
feeling all the despair.
And we are right back there
Just when we have forgotten,
the melody brings back a caress,
takes us to happier times,
to better times
And we have the strength to go on.
The lyrics weave that special kind of magic,
take us back to a place we remember
No More
This time
Not going
to back down
in the past
I’ve been happy
with second place
to survive in
the shadows
I’ve hidden
from the world
afraid to
chance it
live it
love it
afraid of life
no more
But
I’m tired
and ready to fight back
to strike back
no more darkness
no more fear
time to take back
what is mine
I’ve hidden
from the world
afraid to
chance it
live it
love it
afraid of life
no more
No more
surviving
time to live
no more
second guessing
Can’t be a king
If you’re afraid
to come back
the fool
And I’ve decided
that this is not
how life is meant
to be
I’ll fight now
for what is mine
I’ve hidden
from the world
afraid to
chance it
live it
love it
afraid of life
no more
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