Broken Guitar String

I’ve never been someone who could sit down and right stories, poems, or songs. But I loved writing. I still do. I try often to write beautiful melodies with words and after a while I realize it was a worthless try. But I still get up and try. I love writing about my thoughts and my life. That’s the closest I get to telling a story. In the last week I’ve read from this persons blog often. I fell in love their writing. I picture his stories so vividly.

The reason I’m sharing his post and not one of my own is because I don’t have the ability to create a story this vivid. But it encourages me to keep trying. I’m only 20 I have all the time in the world right? Right! And so do you. I hope for someone else his writing can keep encouraging you as they do for me.

Enjoy

Talk soon,
Marena

vinnylanni

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Together
we can give voice to the voice-less,
sew a broken soul, and tell
stories in the matter of minutes.

We’re missing a heart, but we
have fingers and a voice.
Not artificially, no,
the words aren’t our own nor
will they ever be, but
strum us together
or apart
and let us

tell unwritten stories
through the melody of music

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