’’ Every time I wanted to give up
By my side you said
Bastard you can really do it‘‘
When i first met you.. Touched you.. Learned how to play with you.. You were and will always be my first love.. The piano.. 
The melody that you give is enough to make me smile,but everything has a price and having something you love hurts .i destroy what i love because i dont really think i'm good enough, the piano.. Let meet again. I burned it.. And burned all the memories with it. 
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