Located at the Source

by Daniel Milano   Sep 2, 2009


A new haircut,
I'm freshly groomed,
A new guitar,
That's freshly tuned.

Walk onto a stage,
The crowd is screaming,
My mouth is closed,
But somehow I'm singing.

The tunes aren't my voice,
It's strange, but I'm smart,
That's when I noticed the music,
Was coming from my heart.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Good Enough

    I like this poem. It was very inspirational. It kinda reminded me of eminem.

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