when you never seem to get it right

):

the finality of prom is going to hit me soon

but for now, i hide from the barrage of emotions
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mellifluous, dulcet tones
the Conductor's in control
and the baton gently coaxes the tunes forth
a symphony of communication
a myriad of overtones
two in perfect harmony

strings twang, keys clash
pay no heed to the pendulous baton
the Conductor's just a figment of the imagination
a cacophony of noise
meant-to-bes lost in the crashing waves
once upon a song
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