Her Brother's Guitar

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Dedicated to my mom and uncle
RIP
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She was just my age when
she moved away

Her brother's guitar could
only get her so far

She found solace in the melodies,
but fear in the memories

And through the evening's she would cry
Cause with him 'joy' had died

She lost her sense of humor
It slipped like sand between her fingers

She's never sung the same
Or played their old games

And when she sees her children together
It reminds her of them tethered

The way she thought he was
there forever
And how anything as a pair
they could weather

But now he's gone, just leaving
behind his guitar
And now she knows it could only
get her so far

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