talent and jealousy

January 25, 2009

he sings his words like a preacher
he holds his guitar like Jesus held his words
his stands with firmness and sways with purpose
he sings truth
he holds memories like a kaleidoscope
he stands in the moment
he sings like his soul grows taller with every syllable sung
he holds his heart with firmness
he stands on that x like she marked
he sings like he’ll never leave it
he holds his guitar like a shovel
he stands on the treasure of the truth of his words like a guard

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