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Dear music. I just worked up the nerve to tell you A few things. Just feelings that I have been having For a long time. This is not easy for me. You are such a lovely thing. Your changing moods leave me confused as soon as I. Think You are one way. Bang there you go. Leaving me at scratch. Music my love All my life you have been a part. You own my heart. I cannot speak your language Not for lack of trying. Many times I have awakened,crying  in the throes of some  sweet.refrain Torturing my heart from some distant place. Time. Every inch of your body I strivem to touch As you aged you grew more grand/elegant Another side of you I Had never seen walks up to my door. Some new conjure and twist reminds me of so much of you that I have missed, My guitar rests in my hand every now and then. laughing at my infidelity. lack of attention. My Saxophone sits in a fetal pose. In a corner in a case in a snit. Music honey.This is a one way love Thing. Sweet. My bass/baritone vocal needs you too. Please music I'm begging you
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 5:13 AM UTC
dear music
Dear music. I just worked up the nerve to tell you A few things. Just feelings that I have been having For a long time. This is not easy for me. You are such a lovely thing. Your changing moods leave me confused as soon as I. Think You are one way. Bang there you go. Leaving me at scratch. Music my love All my life you have been a part. You own my heart. I cannot speak your language Not for lack of trying. Many times I have awakened,crying  in the throes of some  sweet.refrain Torturing my heart from some distant place. Time. Every inch of your body I strivem to touch As you aged you grew more grand/elegant Another side of you I Had never seen walks up to my door. Some new conjure and twist reminds me of so much of you that I have missed, My guitar rests in my hand every now and then. laughing at my infidelity. lack of attention. My Saxophone sits in a fetal pose. In a corner in a case in a snit. Music honey.This is a one way love Thing. Sweet. My bass/baritone vocal needs you too. Please music I'm begging you
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 5:13 AM UTC
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