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    dots Submission Name: To Jude, my guitardots

    Author: Cherub Winter
    ASL Info:    21/m/IL
    Elite Ratio:    3.31 - 17/20/11
    Words: 202
    Class/Type: Poetry/Friendship
    Total Views: 902
    Average Vote:    4.0000
    Bytes: 1164

       My guitar never bitches at me for coming home late. My guitar doesen't get jealous when I play another guitar. My guitar doesen't get mad when I snap it's G-string.

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    dotsTo Jude, my guitardots

    As a child, playing my guitar to the air
    Singing sweetly to myself, no one was there
    I need not demand an audience, no purpose
    They only see my melodies on the surface
    They hear what I speak, and not what I play
    Only my guitar knows what I'm trying to say
    She speaks for me, when the words are gone
    She is my release, I am her pawn
    Never has she failed me, my best friend
    When all has eluded, she was there til the end
    What has consumed my mind these days?
    My heart is not there, but my guitar still plays
    I see now I am incapable of creating a beautiful work of art
    A melody, minus a soul, because it has no heart
    She still reaches out for me, and calls my name
    I tell her I'm sorry, she is not to blame
    "Have I no heart Jude? Is this the end of our days together?"
    "I know it's hard to give right now, but I will wait for you forever."
    Just like the child
    I hold her and smile
    Remember the trust, the friendship to mend
    Because Jude baby, you will always be my best friend

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      You have the most warm sounding guitar ever. I love getting sloppy seconds after you play. lol. I get some of the same feelings when i play my bass. Whenever or whatver I'm pissed at, playing always helps me feel better. Great poem brotha. Love ya.
    | Posted on 2006-09-20 00:00:00 | by spacedoutboy | [ Reply to This ]
      I wont lie to you but this is beautiful,the way you bring her to life and is awesome... I have one like similar to this,but its still a work in progress... wont see ES till I feel it can match up to what you wrote here (wont be anytime soon)

    Wonderfully composed
    Nice work...

    | Posted on 2006-09-05 00:00:00 | by pixie_007 | [ Reply to This ]
      oh wow.
    | Posted on 2006-09-05 00:00:00 | by narcolepsy | [ Reply to This ]
      First, I like your introduction to this piece [lol] ...and the poem itself is interestingly done. Quite a good write here. It may need a touch-up here and there, for "meter's sake", but I really enjoyed the entire thing.

    "They only see my melodies on the surface
    They hear what I speak, and not what I play
    Only my guitar knows what I'm trying to say"

    I enjoyed!

    | Posted on 2006-09-05 00:00:00 | by Intricate1 | [ Reply to This ]

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