I sit here waiting broken along the other keys and no one notices us.
Who would as we are broken and beaten. Our glossy shell falling of with each note played.
Nobody would,compared the new piano. Shiny and perfect not a dent or scratch to impair its beauty. They wouldn't know my name, Melody. Our job and purpose in life is to create beautiful music for people to enjoy. I work alongside my mother Harmony, and my twin brother's Adagio and Allegro. My father works to help change the tune at the base of our home. My favorite memories would be while the Michelson family gathered around to sing with our help. But after years of wear and tear i'm afraid we are being replaced. I don't know where we'll end up, or how we'll get there. But I hope wherever that may be ,someone decides to look past my outer shell and listen to the beautiful music I can make.
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