The girl with the guitar

Everyday

In the club

She played

The guitar

Sitting on a stool

Plucking the strings

Lost in the music

She played songs soulful

That spoke of silent stories

Heart wrenching melodies

Touching hearts everyday

People came again and again

To listen to her enchanting music

Wondered why she never sang

But they came daily nevertheless

Her music was hard to miss

The silent star she was

Pretty in heart and soul

Muted forever by fate unmerciful

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