She fills all the empty spaces with music

every crack and crevice of her heart

the notes bring the beat back to it

her heart is a musical piece of imperfect art

sad songs or happy songs

they all weave together

they stitch up the wounds

they put her back together

she spends every spare minute of time

she spends it wisely on her music

whatever is on her mind

she has a tune for it

such is the life of a musical girl

wearing musical glasses in which to view the world

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