So long, so much
You've carried then played me
for two years now
and I followed you for free
at you bidding, willing to bow
even though I was dropped
broken and shattered
I never stopped
knowing what mattered
what mattered was the song
that danced in your heart
which you portrayed through me for so long
but now you want a fresh start?
what will another bring you
a new sound and touch
what's wrong with me? what'd I do?
you can only love a guitar so long, so much
poem by Andrew Jones
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