six strings
"six strings"on my six strings i was alone,
composing songs of my own.
beginning to feel helpless and gone,
thinking the memories i've grown.
don't know where to start the rhythm,
shakes my whole heart and bone.
fighting the feelings it seem,
it's much too hard to make my own tone.
now i know when to cease,
just escaping my thoughts from the past.
so much fun so much peace,
asking is it true love or lust.
on my six strings now we're two,
different songs we hear and play.
is it the same as the other go?
hope we'll care and forever stay.
arpee'99
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