The Sorrow and Death Notes
I can sense it now, a feeling of sadness and remorse. From the window the sun shines, but here the sun doesn't shine. The tears gather on the piano's keys and you wonder of others share them with you. No one to comfort and even so who could. The piano is the only thing there before you... however although you bring forth happiness from it you just can't seem to muster the joy from the notes.
An excellent piece indeed, you've done quite well on the piano and I can't wait to hear more from you. You've given me an inspiration for a short story to write about the piano now. Everything flowed together so well, and this does in fact loop perfectly.