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Masafumi Takada: Angel’s Despair

I wrote this over four listens and thought I’d get more out of the song than I did, but apparently I was incorrect. In a way it was easy to write about, but I feel as though I could’ve dug … Continue reading

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VIQ: Vestige

One listen for this one. Had to restart early as I was distracted and technically I finished the writing after another song started. Such is the way of things sometimes. I tried to talk less about what the music was … Continue reading

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One Thousand Word Challenge 127: Finally Under Nine Minutes

Alright so I’m going to attempt this again, just because I feel the drive to do so. I don’t know if I will be able to get to the end in the allotted time of which I have chosen, but … Continue reading

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toe: A Desert of Human

So this one is a little rough. There was some pausing and rewinding again, but much less than with the last few. With this one I mostly wanted to focus on describing the song. I wasn’t able to stick to … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 730: Describing Songs

Chimes. Something soft. Muted. Close, yet seemingly distant. Hidden behind something. Hidden away. Not completely hidden, but still not entirely there. The sounds skirt the edges of hearing; they are there, they are faint but they are distinct. They draw … Continue reading

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Drained Room

So this is influenced by a rather small happening that happened today. I wanted to write some bad poetry about something else but instead I wrote bad poetry about said happening. I hope you enjoy. — Dust once still shifts … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 665: Cold, Cold Morning

It was a cold, cold morning. Perhaps a little colder than usual. There was a need, a desire to warm up somehow, but other than putting on more ;layers of clothes there was only the choice of movement, for there … Continue reading

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