
A 100 word poem. About my electric guitar. That I named Shayla. Please stop questioning my sanity. Oh, and Leo is the amp that is her true love.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 82 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-29-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2937893
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She's mine and I love her.
She loves Leo.
I'm okay with that, though,
he's absolutely perfect for her.
I don't love her like that.
But she eases my anxiety
and when I pick her up,
she's the only thing that matters,
she's got all my attention.
Shayla's got all my focus,
I can be with her for hours.
Her black-and-white-shine, she never talks,
but I always listen.
And so does she.
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