She sits in the corner behind the chest of drawers.
She is neglected.
She is scarred.
She is falling apart.
She is held together with gaffer tape.
She never stays in tune.
She never gets played.
…
But I love her.
She sits in the corner behind the chest of drawers.
She is neglected.
She is scarred.
She is falling apart.
She is held together with gaffer tape.
She never stays in tune.
She never gets played.
…
But I love her.
U need to play her!