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Joey fonseca Aug 2018
You shouldn’t worry
About the monsters under your bed
The monsters above your pillow
Are much more frightening
Joey fonseca Aug 2018
Dark and beautiful
I could play for hours
Running my fingers down
The strings upon the frets
Like a kayak
Floating down a strong river
Riff by riff Chord by chord
Played all day and all night
I play and sing by myself
Yet I am not alone
For with every string strummed
he is with me
But what I would give
Just to hear once more
My grandfather play us a song
Joey fonseca Aug 2018
You have my heart
As I had yours
I Returned yours beaten and broken
But I ask for mine unscathed
You cannot for I have destroyed both

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