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|lindseyethatsme (profile) wrote, |
on 8-16-2004 at 6:01pm
|i was sitting in the tiny room that i always do for my piano lesson today and a boy walked by the room a few times. the last time i saw him walk by he had a guitar in his hands and he looked straight at me. my mind was on the lesson of course so i didnt have time to wonder what he was doing there. he sat down on the floor, stared at me, and started strumming his guitar.
he tuned it.
played a few notes.
and then silence.
i couldnt focus on my piano lesson
my teacher was getting frustrated.
that boy sat right in front of my door
staring at me
adn started playing time of your life.
whoever thinks life isn't beautiful
has so much to learn.
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