ThIs Is ThE RaMbLiNgS

minor chords
my cheek against the wooden floor
your hands on my shoulders
i feel so much older
than yesterday
and you say everything is beautiful
reach up and pull the strings
of my hair
who ever said life isn't fair

more than yesterday|less than tomorrow

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