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Her Guitar
Her guitars stares at me, laying against the wall
A small gift at the time, but I wonder if that's all
The dark orange finish is full of memories
Happiness, and when he passed away
Its like I can feel her hands reach for the strings
As I strum, singing about sprouting wings
getting away, from this place without hope
or maybe I've always looked in the wrong places
Her guitar brings memories, of almost sleeping never
I remember sitting in a corner of her room, listening to We Sleep Forever
I still get chills when I remember, the pictures she showed me
of blood dripping down, from a skin asterisk
It brings back happiness, River Flows In You
Of really how lucky I am, and if there was anything I can do
Or maybe it was that it brought happiness, when you could still breathe
But I still use it to play your songs, So no one will forget your story
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