Another taunting by the tree
She's coming on the first of wave
frozen by the winds across the sea
She doesn't know the fifth note of this
uncharted territory
The kid inside her suddenly asks,
"What's the next move?"
There must be a better way for caving in.
But everytime she goes astray
go away
fucking stuck
doesn't know the fifth note of this blues
eyes perfect combination of black and brown
skipped on the third to make it sweeter
wait, what?
shit.
What's the next move?
step 1: smile
step 2: repeat
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