Keyboard Symphony

Tue, 01/12/2016 - 15:08 -- Nunulo

My fingers wildly compose literary sheet music of emotions.

Scaling keystrokes somehow translate my inner entity and immortalizes it with words. 

Meaningless, lifeless, insufficient words that fall short of capturing the crescendo that is me in this moment.

I write from an inarticulably angry place, and notes only go up to G.

Now that is the sound of dissatisfaction. 

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