My Trumpet <3A Poem by KiaraJust thoughts i guess :p
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.
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