Pianos Come Pianos Go

pianos come, pianos go--
no two identicle.
ebony and ivory
shineing like a dark mirror.

pianos come, pianos go--
old faded firewood
warped and chiped like rotting bark
stareing at you from outside.

pianos come, pianos go--
voice ecchoing through the room,
reflecting light with darkness,
silence with sound.

pianos come, pianos go--
bent strings waiting
smooth keys yellowing notelessly
lauhgter turned to roars

pianos come, pianos go--
beauty beyond time
pure and clear like sparkling water
living notes awake memory

pianos come, pianos go--
see your dimm reflection
feel music never written,
lost notes never found.


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