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Violin repair 101
Can one say with absolute
Surety that a girl once filled
With noble and innocence so pure
Could be destroyed and broken by peers?
Before you judge me
Listen and try to care
What i write gets me though the night
The smell of roses no longer filled the air
But a replacement smell of salty tears
Like the silent rain no one could hear .
Over time a ting noise filled the world's ears
So loud I couldn't bear
The strings on my violin
Werw under so much pressure
A snap rings though the air .
Easy to repair if handled with care
Please listen and hear.
To turn the repair with your ears
A piano chime needs to fill the air
To fix the Instruments
You need to listen and hear with care
Surety that a girl once filled
With noble and innocence so pure
Could be destroyed and broken by peers?
Before you judge me
Listen and try to care
What i write gets me though the night
The smell of roses no longer filled the air
But a replacement smell of salty tears
Like the silent rain no one could hear .
Over time a ting noise filled the world's ears
So loud I couldn't bear
The strings on my violin
Werw under so much pressure
A snap rings though the air .
Easy to repair if handled with care
Please listen and hear.
To turn the repair with your ears
A piano chime needs to fill the air
To fix the Instruments
You need to listen and hear with care
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