![]() I play my guitarA Poem by Jack...
I play my guitar I play my guitar, crying in sevens on a lonely cold morning with the rain falling down Sorrowful chords, on the strings of emotion in three quarter tear drops where sadness is found And the storm clouds they form on the edge of tomorrow with my thoughts ever yearning for you in my arms Now a chill finds my heart, it is empty and hollow I play my guitar and there isn’t a sound © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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33 Reviews Added on December 9, 2013 Last Updated on December 9, 2013 Author![]() Jack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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