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Guitar
written by trulybroken5702:26 AM 12/3/04The way you play,
Your fingers softly gliding
Over the strings,
It calms me,
Makes me think that
Everything will be alright.
I have a reason to
Be here-
When I hear you play
I have to stop
And listen, as if I
Were in a trance.
As the notes
Float over me,
Onto my listening ears
Everything will be alright,
Until you finish the song. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
i dont care if you dont think ur good- i still love to hear you play
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| » Comments / Feedback | by somethingcorporate (12-28-2004 - 07:14 AM)
| i still suck but thanks. if it makes you feel better, i'll keep playing. |
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