Chad's Poetry Corner
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Guitar
Notes, sounds
Crying to me
From my guitar
Crying, begging
To set me free
I play the notes
That speak aloud
Steel strings
Under my fingers,
You cannot feel,
But you can cry.
Cry with me...
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