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This is for Alice's Challenge

Submitted:Jun 24, 2008    Reads: 122    Comments: 6    Likes: 1   

I feel the rain pitter pattering against my back

It doesn't matter

I am left forgotton in this place of no return

I believed that the symphony would keep me forever

I had busted keys

So what

Wasn't I good enough

The rain picks up

Before the symphony

I belonged to a girl

She yearned for the times that her father would play notes

She would dance around the room

Never skipping a beat

He would tenderly press down on my keys

I would make woulderful sounds

Dawn approaches

The Rain continues to fall

I start to think about my immortal songs

Says I the piano of this forgotton land


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