Free verse № 56256 Acoustic by zzinnia66 Member since 2003 · Posted 14 Jul 2003 · 11 comments He tasted like copper his music, like blood. I gave him the spark but uncoiled his wind and left him onstage, blue and blind. Rate it 0 is the worst, 10 the best. Pick a number, add a comment if you like, then send it. Keys: 0–9 pick, Enter sends. 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Worst Best Send crowd 6.6 mean 6.62 weighted 6.18 rank 1012 views 258 View voting details → 13 votes so far. Yours would make 14.13 votes so far A random poem →N
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very pretty. but once more I show my ignorance--I don't get it.
the coil/wind thing is about about a Gibson P-90 (pickup, for and amp: http://www.harmony-central.com/Guitar/Da
so, once again, it's about love being the power behind music. or something. i get sort of abstrusely technical at times.
now light that cute cigar, pull up that pale denier and show some thigh.
Very suave, sultry liked the rasp.9
welcome back -you bang
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