WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS

I’m tempted to glue the pieces back together.

I am sad to say that recently, my one and only, beautiful red acoustic guitar was broken. I leave my guitar in a boy’s dorm room for just two days and what happens? It gets snapped in two. I can’t be mad, it was an accident. But that guitar was my 13th birthday present. I’m thoroughly bummed. Knowing me I’ll glue the head back on and re-string it, but it won’t be the same. I thought I’d dedicate this post to my broken acoustic.


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