"the little guitar"

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ghosbur woke up and looked around for glatt but didnt see him, but he didnt worry, where would he go? glatt was stuck down there just like ghostbur was.

ghostbur got up, gave friend a pat, and then picked up the guitar to go to the where the train would be. he put friend on his leash and they both strolled over to where the train was going by.

he tied the sheeps leash to the chair poll and then sat next to where the lyrics were so he could write anything down if there was something new.

and low and behold, he heard more.

shout at the walls
'cuase the walls dont fucking love you
shout at the walls
'cuase the walls dont fucking love you

as soon as he heard it he wrote it down and picked up the guitar and tried to play somthing to go along with the lyrics that sounded right. it took a couple tries but he finally got something

he played what he knew and loved it

wasting your time
youre wasting mine
i hate to see you leavung
a fate worse then dying

your city gave me asthma
so that why im fucking leaving
and your water gave me cancer
and the pavement hurt my feelings

shout at the walls
'cuase the walls dont fucking love you
shout at the walls
'cuase the walls dont fucking love you

he loved what he had played, and for the first time he felt while being here, he felt happy.

he went back home for the night with friend hoping to see glatt there, but he wasnt there... he wondered and hoped that he would get home soon but was so tired, all he could do was sleep. but he made a plan, in the morning he would go out by himself, and would look for him. he didnt wanna bring friend becuase of how tired he might get and didnt wanna hurt his legs in anyway.

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