Let me sing a song to you
I hope you won't mind
Of who I couldn't, and wouldn't be
I hope you won't mind.
Taking out my instrument
It's something you can't see
Playing on my heartstrings
It's something you can't see.
My lips move in sync, yet not
Oh I wonder what you found
You noticed my voice has no sound
Oh I wonder what you found.
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Cobweb - A Collection of Random Chaos
PoetryA poet's goal is always to say the deep with the least. I won't offer any explanation or answer - but Wanderer, you're always welcome Here. It's my mental ruckus tearing itself apart as I calmly sip a mug of coffee and wonder about the pros of exis...
