Martin

unlike a fine
wine never
sold before
it's time

my guitar was
literally bargin
basement
quality 

first you must
understand
the rules
defining

eventually
denying
what
was

and now is
underlying
other then
stripped

gears that state
perfection's name 
but the twelfth fret 
of the first string has

a buzz
so that's
not good
enough for

Martin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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