Don't really talk much
Now that I write words;
Why worry if my words sound witty
When paper makes them so pretty?
Music is the movement,
So I don't need my voice
Making noise for my silent song;
Just need my pen to sing along
Silent Song Sing Along
Explore the Labyrinth of a Requiem♪Mind ☯ §weet𓆩♡𓆪Dream§