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My Drug
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Music When I'm in stress
I get out the guitar
I strum my own song
Sing my own lyrics
My opinions on life
Filled with love in hate
I get loose
All my fears and problems disappear
It's awesome
The buzz of the amplifier
A song that may annoy many
Comforts me
All my stress drifts away
Out to sea
When I'm mixed with music
I seem perfect
There's no better way to express myself
It's a simple thing
Black and white with a wooden neck
It's beautiful
Sometimes, my only friend
I don't know what'd I do without it
It's like a drug to me
nice erica...i like your personifacation of your guitar. It's nice to read, it makes me feel like strumming an air guitar....keep it up