Piano Player

sometimes i wish i could play the piano
play melodies so slow and sad
slam the keys down in a ragind beat
smile as the song gracefully slides across the keys
play the piano as my face changes
play what my heart deseires,
then maybe everything will be done
everthing will be said
everything can be left.
maybe ill learn the piano.
i think it would be a nice idea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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