I thought about your guitar
The one you used to ****** me
Your voice melts my heart
A CD keeps on spinning
Just like your voice in my head
Why did you have to leave me?
When you were the only thing keeping me going
Now that you're gone
What will I do?
Please come back
Why did you die?
Your self-produced CD
Is all I have of you
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 12:40 AM UTC
I thought about your guitar
The one you used to ****** me
Your voice melts my heart
A CD keeps on spinning
Just like your voice in my head
Why did you have to leave me?
When you were the only thing keeping me going
Now that you're gone
What will I do?
Please come back
Why did you die?
Your self-produced CD
Is all I have of you
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