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Osman Nedim Tamsan

Updated: Thu, 17 Nov 2016 01:00 pm

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Biography

18 years old musician,composer,poet.

Samples

A Soul In The Clock -for the ones whose pillow is the moon- Just the ones who are wearing the night On themselves and walking on the stars, Filling the empty streets with thoughts, And who are sitting alone in their houses, Breeding the clouds and turning to a breeze, And just the ones who are missing their Losted sun but not looking for it, Shining in their mind but getting dark in the daylight, Refusing the gift which is coming from the heavenly sky, And who are dying in the shadows, can know that Each seconds of a clock on the wall Has a different story. They can hear the time’s beating heart. Tick, tock, tick, tock, a soul in the clock... Cursed feelings, broken combs, abandoned mirrors. There is a continuous drum on your left side.(your heart) Makes noise every time in your lifetime. Tick, tock, tick, tock, a soul in the clock... There is a road in your veins which is getting shorter As you walk, and it ends with inevitable death. It’s the clock which is ruling you and consuming you. Tick, tock, tick, tock, your time is running out… Every beat of your heart is a different story actually. - Have you listened to it before as this? -

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