“My Guitar Silently Plays”

The girl lives in Maine.

The boy can’t complain

about his life in the drains.

Her skin is rich and pale.

They meet in the night,

their love shines all bright.

The mouse and the rat smile,

and my guitar silently plays.

Her dad is angry and sick.

He’s got a gun, makes him leave quick.

He runs through the night.

Her dad shoots his eyes.

They meet in the night.

The trees surround their light.

As the shot hits her head,

and my guitar silently plays.

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