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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Lonely Piano Teacher
[time] => 2013-05-24 06:39:57
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[bodytext] => Maybe around 7 and three quarters I played the violin, got lessons Every day, using the stick etching away at sound I felt his hand, His fingernails down my thigh Shudder. Stop Time. Stare. Legs Clench '......just keep playing' And everyday the same old scene. He would start by showing me the strings on my knee Moving up every chord, Music would never sound sweet anymore. Praying someone would walk through the door Take me away, to a place with no pain. We're I would be able to hide from this face Forget the touch of the human hand Note by note Eroding my dreams. Yesterday I was seven and three quarters Now I'm seven thousand. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 114 [topic] => 13 [informant] => cherryamber [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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