Little Violin
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carolinaliar
carolinaliarI write poetry.
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A poem about a sad life.

Little Violin

The sun is setting.

How unsettling.

Pull out my little violin.

Play me lullabies a thousand times about my life of sin.

Forward, back I watch the bow, up and down I watch it go.

Every note a symphony that mimics me.

A puppet show.

Pull the string and watch me dance.

I'll do whatever for the chance to watch my little violin

disappear.

Disappear. Disappear.

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