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[Sep. 11th, 2006|11:09 pm] |
Life's not the same without her.
Oh jah, help me now. |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2006|12:20 am] |
Wedding tomorrow
The uniting of two eternally is a momentous occasion
The joy and pain that can come from this union
Is greater than perhaps might otherwise be possible
It's odd
I feel that
My relationship with my guitar
Is the same
I certainly love it with all my heart
And I loves me back
It's always there to me
To hear me spill my thoughts
My troubles
My pains
My joys
My victories
It's there to sooth and comfort me with its melodies
To lift me up with its songs
When I'm with it, I feel whole
Without it, I'm nothing
I still cant belive that they can't see that
That they can't see how much it means to me
To use it for what?
To "inspire" me to do something that I'm already doing easily
With plenty of time and energy to spare?
I'll never understand
Or maybe I will
That's what's scary |
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[Sep. 1st, 2006|01:40 am] |
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Oh Jah, they say they love me
But how can they possibly
Try to keep my voice down
Tellin me it's bringin me down
I live to sing and I live to play
They can't understand that I am this way
I touch her gently; we cry and cry
The sound of our sorrow: her delicate cries
Baby baby, I need you nigh
I want nothing more, than I and I
It's always about me and my guitar. Always. |
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