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This is a poem that I had posted previously on a different account, but I deleted it and moved it. I's about a girl playing guitar...I've been told it's some of my best. Read on! View table of contents...
Submitted: Jun 16, 2008 Reads: 23 Comments: 2 Likes: 2
Notes pouring from my guitar
Not my notes
Pleasing to the ear
Never mine
If I had my own notes,
What would they be?
A tune
Never heard before
Not beautiful
Because life is not beautiful
Not smooth and lilting
Because life’s course never runs smooth
But mine, all mine.
My notes
Flowing from my guitar
Waiting for the world to come and hear
My song.
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It was great, but i already knew that!!! :D:D Anywho blah blah blah It was great! Adios!!
Sunshine is better when its not clouded.
~angelgirl
Posted: Jun 23, 2008
YES for sure...Have faith and there is no looking back...this indeed is lovely...
Posted: Jul 15, 2008
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