Playing the unspoken

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To be loved or beloved
It was up to her
Now everything is hushed
Cuz I let time occur
The things I wished for
Now I can't wish anymore

I don't talk
I let the guitar speak
I do but I don't understand the crosstalk
Insane, random, different but not a freak

Living in two separated worlds
I let the notes and the guitar
Speak my unspoken words
While I wish upon the star
To clear one scar
To stay here but to run far

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