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Rated: E · Poetry · Music · #1592413

A free verse poem about my experiences while playing my guitar.

When I hold you close
Gently strumming your sad strings
You talk back to me
When I cry with you
Arpeggios repeating
We write more sad songs
You are always there
When no one else will listen
Playing, letting go
Minor chords we cry,
We play 'til the sun comes up
'Til we both need tuned





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