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Dum de Dum
I play all day long, while strumming my black and grey tented guitar into a funky tune
A vibration of eagerness and excitement fills me, inside the pit of my stomach
My black painted smooth lips lift off of my face, and into an upright motion
Already spread across my face in awe, I listen to the beat of the highs and lows
Stop,
Turn the music off
Play the guitar,
I'm mimicking the exact movements and sounds as Benjamin Burnley
As I sit strumming the guitar in a fast paste
Think,
I slow things down with my mind
I'm now at ease
Dum de Dum,
I sing along with the thrum of my guitar
I'm jumping up and all around, screaming and shouting
I'm on my knees kicking and enjoying this feeling I have right now
Stomp,
I stomp all over the place, letting all the anger in me flow into my music
Ahhh, I bark with enthusiasm
An evil grin spreads evenly across the yellow platform, just below my pierced nose
I'm enjoying this and a tear is forming inside of my eye socket, near a scar underneath
Oh' yes, it's about to happen
Here comes the bridge
Thump,
Clump,
Strum,
De boom
I'm near the end, now I'm lowering my head
And as I strum the last string that leads to a last beat
Bam, it hits me
I just played my way through this painful day of my aunt's death
I know my calling

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