Mackenzie Guzek
Joined August 2019
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When the Song Ended
At the time, you couldn't understand what had consumed you the moment. The song had ended. A tear rolled down your face, a clear cold trail on your cheek. Your throat was burning from singing those verses so loudly, playing your heart out on that one song you were so passionate about. The people around you questioned whether or not they should ask you why you were crying the first place. Maybe they thought you were grieving after something, mourning a loss or practicing for some ominous cause. They could have no way to fathom that inside, your soul was burning.
By Mackenzie Guzek5 years ago in Poets