Aimless MelodiesA Poem by Andromeda...Strumming her fingers on piano keys Aimless melodies And she closes her eyes to sleep with ease— The first time since this disease blinked its yellow eyes at her— This the disease they call the End, She will fight it off by Strumming her fingers on piano keys Music will fight it off With Her contrived Aimless melodies and A simple plea A simple plea of please. © 2008 AndromedaAuthor's Note
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