

musicHer fingers caress the off-white keys gently, with a careful deliberation. The melody flows forth like an uncaged bird, free to roam at will among the towering precipices of the fast moving rhythm. Her feet coax the pedals into position as the notes blend and swell into one another, moving as fluidly as quicksilver across glass.music
She nears the end of the piece, and the gentle melody draws a line straight into the mind of the listener, taking solid form in their movements. She finishes, and the music is locked forever within the the ungainly form of the piano, and the more elegant form of the pianist, to return at her whim, a
| I love green I like to be lonley [i'm not emo If you want to know something else ask me My BFF -> [link] |
ps nice gallery
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and we know that that curtain is a wall
a tiny barrier from there world and ours
i'm here get your chance for a free sketch done by me..
hurry only a couple of places
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by order of the black dragon
it completes my soul <3
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"How if i could not explain if all the forest trees were pens and the oceans ink." ~mewithoutYou
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