Wrote this last weekend about a friend. I tried out a few chords I don't usually used, such as a B7b5, an Am6, and an E7#9, so I guess this means I'm a real songwriter, hah.
Fiction, comedy, music, pop-culture musings, and other awesome nonsense from a disembodied head floating in the ether...
A Poem For My Son My Love is a faint, fair thing Cast out like the stars Scattering across the sky It twinkles when I remember How I...
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