
What is it like to be exposed for the first time? Not physically, but what I'm saying is, would you be alright without support? Alone, entrusted to bring on one task. In fact, one that does not only amaze, but to inspire. Do you sing with your voice or do you sing with your heart?
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 74 - Reviews: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 07-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3041053
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Before the During
My mind goes numb
But I'll do what it takes
I hear a drum
My body shakes
I face the crowd
I feel fear grow
I have to be loud
I breathe in slow
I look and see faces
Don't let me be rushed
As my heart races
The crowd stays hushed
Now, I will sing
I'll show pure beauty
Of songs hearts ring
My one, own duty
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