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GUITAR
Deep so deep it whispers me her name ,
A dark side of mine always craves for that urban fame .
Voices of the guitar strings have so much to say ,
Off tunes with flat noted diaries doesn't matter as the electric feel still turns out to be the same .
Soft fingers of mine with strumming power chords and I shall sing,
Strings narrate a sound with those plectrum and their swing .
Divided hearts may be many but still I penetrate the vibes of joy,
Cadd9 is that I had started to play though my rhythm is not yet on the verge to fly.
If these guitar strings had never ever cried ,
Poems , rhymes and eventually my inks would have drastically gone dried .
©️ALEXSELVEN
A dark side of mine always craves for that urban fame .
Voices of the guitar strings have so much to say ,
Off tunes with flat noted diaries doesn't matter as the electric feel still turns out to be the same .
Soft fingers of mine with strumming power chords and I shall sing,
Strings narrate a sound with those plectrum and their swing .
Divided hearts may be many but still I penetrate the vibes of joy,
Cadd9 is that I had started to play though my rhythm is not yet on the verge to fly.
If these guitar strings had never ever cried ,
Poems , rhymes and eventually my inks would have drastically gone dried .
©️ALEXSELVEN
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