A violin story!
Gold Medusa Impersonation, careful with your times!
enjoying moments lacking hatred.
Please, give us the times we always wanted to enjoy.
Oh! These feelings! They make fresh starts for the blindly in love with their owned Self regarded as an alien God.
Caring Medusa, you finally gained the beauty you always wished for,
Raised-up from the depths of those walks that felt like infinite times of destruction: the kill of something beautiful
Your beauty will keep rising up from the branches of trees, the air that we breathe, the music we feed upon...
Let's turn all pain into something else, creating beautiful dreams that do happen.
"I once met a violin player. She was sweet and kind and playing beautifully her violin; I started imagining her playing her musinc in an awesome band. Kept wondering if she made it. Who knows? Maybe she did."
- Don't be like me, be like me!
- Hi, Bee! Like me!
- I'm playing with words again and not feeling sorry!