Clutch at the strands of our fraying love;
They burn and blister as they slide through my hands
Like the sands of time
'Til there's nothing left.
My own personal
Apocolypse.
Author notes
Point of intrest: in music, the double bar line suggests the end of the piece. We bassists like to go out with a bang, so it's often the best part. in my not-so-humble opinion.
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Loooved it!
Coolsies
Humph grump humph. We xylophonists don't usually even get to play the last measure!
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ha ha ha bassists rock more! (jk of course... maybe)
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haha lilli that's a cool metaphor. Tis a good poem I enjoyed reading it!
*KT*
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