Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Six-Stringed Guide

Someone must be
Crying outside
The rain is bringing
Up the tide
So me and you
Become allied
I touch your strings
And open wide
My mind pours out
What's left of pride
And now my sadness
Soon subsides
Look what happens
When we collide
Let's spread this
Message nationwide
And if we fail
At least we tried

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