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Silent Guitar on the Wall

by justan-rahming

Silent guitar on the wall voice of passion and stories of the heart. You are the tool of my youth, the path to the hearts of loves once passed You know my hands better than I, every motion, my grace, my limits. You feel the beating of my heart and the pain of my growth. But now the notes have faded and the songs forgotten, all memories replaced by others. The sounds have subsided to only tinkering of frustration. Leading to you to become The silent guitar on the wall
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28 / M / American
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Sep 8, 2018
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