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Melissa Reed

When I write, it’s like the words pour out straight from my heart, from my mind and engulf the paper. Usually my hand can barely write fast enough to keep up. I have conquered my own set of personal tragedies in my life; I have loved, hated, gained and lost. I have made mistakes and suffered the consequences. I have learned to appreciate the small victories in life. Everything I think it takes to write a great piece. I have spent hundreds of hours over the years writing and drawing. Going back I can see a journey of emotions, experiences, victories, regrets, dreams and realities. It’s funny to have this record of how I saw the world when I was seventeen compared to how I see it now.

I want to write lyrics that the first time you hear it, a little voice inside says "yes!" because you can relate. Music should find a way to fit in everyone’s life just right at some point, and when it does it’s inspiring and powerful. I don’t know if a song could heal a broken heart, but when you turn it up real loud and sing to it when you’re all alone, it heals the broken parts a little bit I think.

I love words, I love music and I love the power of a little audio therapy when life throws everything at you all at once. Sometimes in life you have to go out on a limb, and make your own music. Life is a melody; the world would be to quiet without it! The artwork I create is a projection of raw, real life. My hand is just the vessel that puts it to canvas for the world to see. I put all of myself int

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