Torn and frayed*
Ain't no talent when one is down
Smiles don't come a plenty, only a frown
Sad that the only survival I have is sounds
I get up my guitar and pluck it around
Tattered, bullied and beat up these days
But as long as the music goes on, I'll be torn and frayed
Dom*Colucci 2012
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