When I Hear Music - Poem by Marco
I'm taken to another world when i hear music.
I hear the guitars, the drums, the singing
Love stories, happy stories, sad stories,
Different problems from different people,
How families are broken up,
How people's relationships have been broken up,
How people's feelings have been hurt.
I think of friends, what we did together,
What fun we had together,
What trouble we've caused together!
I think of the past, the present, the future
But most of all
I hear some sort of message being brought out by the band and how their feeling.
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