the color maroon.
Don’t forget about your grandma.
Clothes on the line,
They so high. The birds fly by.
Bring the lamp on your way by.
Don’t be mad because it’s Thursday.
Love it, cus tomorrow is a different day.
We can’t tell time between space and life.
But the note in my back pocket has your
Name on it. Don’t wear blue to her funeral.
Salt poured over her tears, life is short.
It also hurts, cover your heart
With a metal shield. Don’t invite
the girls in.
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