A one hit wonder
A single rhyme all that he could create
History, a golden oldie, fossilized and lost in the muddy mires of mimic
His yearn for praise waltzed over the staves
His strive for applause dropped black notes barre for barre
The rhythm of his heartbeat on percussion
Soul humming the melody
Blood and sweat running over his Martin acoustic's strings
He gave his best, he gave his all
Wonder, did you perhaps give too much?
The notes echo continually on my playlist
But his name fades with every tick of the clock
A bright white-hot flame
That shon too bright to last
Burned the remaining sheet music in the fire
'Where is he now?' I wonder
'Where is he now?'
Where are you now, Wonder?
Where are you now?
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 10:20 AM UTC
A one hit wonder
A single rhyme all that he could create
History, a golden oldie, fossilized and lost in the muddy mires of mimic
His yearn for praise waltzed over the staves
His strive for applause dropped black notes barre for barre
The rhythm of his heartbeat on percussion
Soul humming the melody
Blood and sweat running over his Martin acoustic's strings
He gave his best, he gave his all
Wonder, did you perhaps give too much?
The notes echo continually on my playlist
But his name fades with every tick of the clock
A bright white-hot flame
That shon too bright to last
Burned the remaining sheet music in the fire
'Where is he now?' I wonder
'Where is he now?'
Where are you now, Wonder?
Where are you now?
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