Nocturnal Dripping of Heartstrings

Musical screams, an exsanguinated heart,
Heartstrings fray and begin to fall apart
Departure of the sole crescendo,
Cresting waves of a suffering soul,
Stolen breath, the audience in awe,
Awful sounds are made into art,
Start to finish, this symphony enslaves,
It craves attention, it hungers still,
Stilling every breathless protest,
Ingesting their inhibitions like wine,
Finely tuned by a master’s touch,
Such a bittersweet solemn tale,
Vale of sorrow, filled with remorse,
Hoarse now, the music must fade,
Betrayed the muse who gave it power,
Hours become centuries of silence,

Since then, no merciful recompense…

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