My Trumpet <3

My Trumpet <3

A Poem by Kiara
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Just thoughts i guess :p

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I stare at the guitar,
Beautiful in the corner of my room.
I can't play it,
But staring is enough.
I love the way it can make music,
Precious music.
I'll just have to play my instrument for now.
I'll stick to my trumpet,
Shining and glowing with melodies I have yet to play.

© 2012 Kiara


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nice feeling. comfortable and easy. warm.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel the same way. (Only i play Bass Clarinet)
Nice write :)
~Emmy~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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My name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..