Tuesday Apr 10, 2007

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Unplayed pianos
Are often by a window
In a room where nobody loved goes
She sits alone with her silent song
Somebody bring her home ..

Unplayed piano
Still holds a tune
Lock on the lid
In a stale, stale room
Maybe it's not that easy
Or maybe it's not that hard
Maybe they could release me
Let the people decide
I've got nothing to hide
I've done nothing wrong
So why have i been here so long?

Unplayed pianos
Are often by a window
In a room where nobody loved goes
She sits alone with her silent song
Somebody bring her home

Unplayed piano
Still holds a tune
Years pass by
In the changing of the moon

in the changing of the moon

come and free me..........
VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
lauranell:
Daumm!!! U makin me a hungry at 8am! And NOT for breakfast food either!!! Alas my coffee will have to do for now.

Luv the pic! Just too cute!

How is it that Louisiana was mentioned so much in the artical? And that you are affiliated with SG La? Do you have ties here??? I just luv Cajun cuisine!! I blame it for my weight! *wink*

My husband use to have dreams of opening his own restaurant. He is an awesome cook! But I am stengie and keep him all to myself! I do share on occasion when friends come over..hee hee! biggrin

Have a Great Day!!
I'm hoping to do some serious shopping... Oh and go get new wholes in my ears... I'm thinkin about five at once.... Not sure yet though, I'll see when I get there... Peace kiss
argonautgod:
lol, no offence taken man. Never have mentioned it if others hadn't agreed wink

Smacked my thumb against a large pin pushed into the door. Pin made contact right under the fingernail. Hurt like a bastard but it's almost healed now which is nice.

Brap!

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