all i have have left are these old rusty chords
that picked up where you left off so long ago
the gentle glides from fingers along the back they explore
the biggest mistake in heartache is wishing for nevermore
road trips out west don't seem like they did before
with intentions fakeness seems to make these feelings unsure
you're married to freedom you won't settle for norm
i still want to take you to see the pacific ocean shore
posted by fillshe @ 8:39 PM
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