She poured her heart into the song and filled it with everything she felt

Andrew Peterson
About This Quote

This statement is true when it comes to an artist or performer creating their own music/art. An artist that creates their own art is pouring their heart into the song. They are pouring everything they have into the song in order to make it perfect. Even though the song may not be perfect, the artist still feels great about it because they poured their heart into it. The song is a reflection of them and because of this, they are able to feel great about it.

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