Four String Tender
I grabbed my guitar and the four strings in line
I strummed them so long til my heart was satisfied
These four strings that i strummed repeatedly
keep strumming my heart cry ever so subtly
tears slip from my eyes like dripping hot candle wax
my eyes are the fire burning, fierce and contained
but the fire brimming wild is the one in my soul
each string has its own tune of voice
when sung together makes a heartbreaking noise.
It keeps the volcano from erupting rooted inside
then silence comes and rests and
the guitar is set aside.
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