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"You left your instruments, you placed them far away, you promised to play them for another day. You lied to them, you left them to die, you left me to die. All those lessons, all those concerts, wasted away in the growing years. They're collecting dust now. You can try to pick them up, but it's too late. You lied, they died, and so did I. Now I'm just a memory, a character that used to hold meaning. I may have your face, but we are not the same. I'm dead now, because of you."

O yea lemme just write and illustrate my complex relationship with music like holy hecc IT WAS JUST A DOODLE
anyway yea this was a semi-vent but honesty?
I may like listening and playin music but it really isnt my thing ya know? Like I said it complicated -u-;

Description
"You left your instruments, you placed them far away, you promised to play them for another day. You lied to them, you left them to die, you left me to die. All those lessons, all those concerts, wasted away in the growing years. They're collecting dust now. You can try to pick them up, but it's too late. You lied, they died, and so did I. Now I'm just a memory, a character that used to hold meaning. I may have your face, but we are not the same. I'm dead now, because of you."

O yea lemme just write and illustrate my complex relationship with music like holy hecc IT WAS JUST A DOODLE
anyway yea this was a semi-vent but honesty?
I may like listening and playin music but it really isnt my thing ya know? Like I said it complicated -u-;