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Reminds me of her long craved kingdom.
Days gone by, as to fly,
She didn’t or couldn’t;
Knowing, her wings, shall left aside.

Now this guitar, takes her back,
As fierce, as it could sear.

I follow the rhythm, that she endures,
No, it’s not perfect, as you would hear.
But it’s all one can bear,
Knowing, you’re shading silent tears.
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Mom’s Guitar
Date: Saturday, 1st August 2009 @ 07:48:36 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: mysticmercury
Mom’s guitar plays with freedom,
Reminds me of her long craved kingdom.
Days gone by, as to fly,
She didn’t or couldn’t;
Knowing, her wings, shall left aside.

Now this guitar, takes her back,
As fierce, as it could sear.

I follow the rhythm, that she endures,
No, it’s not perfect, as you would hear.
But it’s all one can bear,
Knowing, you’re shading silent tears.


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