My soal is the piano, his words are the keys..
Together we compose, the best of symphonies..
How my soal replays his words of the day..
Like a composer writing a play..
I hear the music, as he strikes a key..
An orchestra, is what i see..
Two soul that share a common ground..
A friendship they have found..
What is a piano without the player..
It's like a soul without a desire..
It sits alone in the dark..
Waiting for someone to light a spark..
A hope or a desire..
Waiting for someone to inspire..
To play a song of the heart..
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ehei there! kalau dah baca then rasa rajin nak "mengoment", dipersilakan.. its my pleasure!