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strings
guitar strings are treacherous little creatures
pulled so tight that the slightest touch
makes them cry out
in pain
yet when coaxed with expert hands
they can sing
unheard feelings spilled into the air
for people to enjoy
more than they even know
but would they dare dance a duet
with the dead
once laughing songs are silent
they sit
cast aside
not forgotten but lost
took for granted
the one who played them
took for granted
the beautiful sounds
that they couldn’t make alone
can’t
make
alone
no one can hear the guitar strings now
vibrating cries lost in the wind
singing a song to welcome him home
singing a song to guide his way
guitar strings are treacherous little creatures
waiting in a corner
waiting to be played
