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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On this brown, broken sofa Here with my lonely guitar Looking around in empty space Orange is my only surroundings Writing you songs about life Or maybe about hopeful love And even of my life's struggles So many lyrics in my thoughts! Out of these crowded alleys and corners I'm nothing but a street guitar player But I'm not of the penniless kind For my melody will be the world's harmony I could be pondering on a train station Or alone in the dark, hidden roads But my solace of my own success Will be coming from a broken sofa Don't be mistaken about this For the sofa is not actually broken What I really meant about this description If the sofa was full of failures and loneliness But all is not lost in my solitary life Because my guitar is my true love It's my endless passion of my feelings And makes this street guitar player hopeful This brown, broken sofa I'm lying on The sorrows of struggles will be gone You've kept my secrets and dreams In which my success is great because of you No matter where I travel in the world Or the many people cheering around From street guitarist to global music artist I'll remember my true origins of my talent Here, along with my lonely guitar I go back to this small, orange space Taking a long rest from my endless melodies Brown, broken sofa... I now close my eyes
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