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Unsung Song
SW (Midnight on July 31,1991 / Spring Branch> TEXAS :))

Unsung Song

My life is a song that hasn’t been sung,
It’s waiting for that day to come.
Waiting for the exact perfect time,
When everything fits in, rhythm and rhyme.

It needs a new vocal, new music, new lines,
Hopefully all it will take is time,
Someone will come and sing it on key,
Perfect pitch, perfect tune, just for me.

Then the song will be sung and all will know,
I’m not a no-one, even though….
My life is a song that hasn’t been sung,
Soon that perfect day will come,
All will know I’m not a nobody.
No…I’m simply..well… simply, me.

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Comments (2)

Such personality! Great rhymes. It's sort of a cozy poem. I like!
Excellent! your unsung song's whisper is stronger than a Giant?