Examples Of A Brazilian Wax

One note after another.

He played slow and fast at the same time ..

The set of notes to vibrate the air and filled the empty classroom of life. He

that this gizmo to 88 keys and too much powder is transformed into something magical.

Each key, played by his soft buds seemed to moan with pleasure. The melody seemed to him complete and biting

A soft torture tearing his soul, broke it into small pieces and then gave each bleeding wound fine kisses.

did not know what kind of melody was. It was tragic, was not happy. Nor was sad nor happy. Not too sweet.

was only a reflection of sadness and solitude inigualablis.

Why the melody seemed to come alive when their hands touched?

His eyes were tired, haggard, at any moment looking at the keyboard. There was no score

nor was a song called

was just faded memory of a man.


Outside, the world ignored his sentence.


Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence