Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The Guitar of Life

I play the cords,
I travel the neck.
My melody is unique,
No one knows the notes.

I have my own style,
I dance my own beat.
My foot taps at the rhythm,
No one knows my happiness.

I play my song,
I sing my lyrics.
My heart plays the guitar,
That no one else controls.

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