I Will Sing On (Original Poetry)

Melodies run through my head

Whispered words never cease.
Like a slave to the music,
I cling to every beat.
And as these words become songs
I pour out all my heart.
With every note on my guitar,
And so I will sing on.

Day 28 of the #JuneFalls poetry challenge. Prompt: slave to the music

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