Oh how much you mean to me
Although you are so small
Your impact on my life is great
Without you, my music will stall.
Which is why I sing this ode
Because you're not around
It appears you have gone missing
Nowhere to be found
But because your color's black
and my sight is poor
I cannot seem to find you
laying on the floor
So I'll sit with my guitar
and strum this out of key
Only you can fix this song
Please come back to me.
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