Music Mentor
Oh mentor of mine,
You are my valentine,
Oh wait. I'm lying.
Thats ok you lie too,
You had me I had you,
I needed sleep ,
You lulled me.
You needed ears,
And I tuned in.
I concentrated while studying,
You were always there When I didnt have nobody.
I was always there to hearken.
You were never botherd by my persistance,
I was alway there to listen.
And you never knew how much you mean to me.
And thats why I express myself to you yourself,
So I can make you proud to love me,
But you dont love me,
You help me,
Let go of things,
Yes things,
I mean recover things,
That mean things,
Oh music of mine,
You mean the most to me.
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