Poetry: Guitars - by Nathawyn Proby

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by Nathawyn Proby

Created on: May 31, 2010

I felt a breeze past my ear
my chest felt relief without
grief my mind was..., was
about to explode

I felt the strings wrap aound
my soul it was love for me
about to control an expression
from me

I felt a breeze I felt a breeze
now my fingers are tired my
self-esteem is all fired from
the breeze.

releasing the inner person
hit those chords my guitar!

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