that old violin by Hailey Barnes
There is a room far away With locked doors Behind locked doors is a violin But this violin isn’t normal A crooked bow plays crooked chords Strings stretched and frayed to the point of snapping It is different from other violins Maybe if you find the key You can open said doors And see this violin Old and brittle And play it Till it breaks
Originally published by W. Ransom Leccese (1920).
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