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Its Godless,
How quickly she learns
The twists and turns
On an acoustic guitar
And the words that ninety percent
Of your infantile ears
Wont hear
Or comprehend.
For those of you
Who don't believe that what she sees
Is an illusion,
You can see the notes
Kick up like dust,
On the murky
Mud tracked floor.
And the way she describes
The tears in his eyes
For his misshapen mistakes
As a girl with a name that she hates
Wakes in his bed…
Well,
Its almost like you're there.
© 12:32pm, January 25, 2006 – Asher Gabrielle Stay
How quickly she learns
The twists and turns
On an acoustic guitar
And the words that ninety percent
Of your infantile ears
Wont hear
Or comprehend.
For those of you
Who don't believe that what she sees
Is an illusion,
You can see the notes
Kick up like dust,
On the murky
Mud tracked floor.
And the way she describes
The tears in his eyes
For his misshapen mistakes
As a girl with a name that she hates
Wakes in his bed…
Well,
Its almost like you're there.
© 12:32pm, January 25, 2006 – Asher Gabrielle Stay
One of my two best friends sent me some songs she did recently on her guitar. And when I asked how long she had been playing, she said 'oh, 2 weeks'.
What the hell, man?
What the hell, man?
© 2006 - 2024 Angelos-Griever
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