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Ms MUSIC
You give what you can,when you have it.
When most would cry,she'll be laughing.
That summer pummeled me,
That summer was all wrong.
Hey Ms Music...
Play me a song.
You know the pain,you know how tragic.
Let's make the melodies a habit.
Did you see me on stage?
Or your famous handshake..
City to city,state to state,
Satellites,and yukon snakes.
You give what you can,when you have it...
Hey Ms Music...
Finish your black hole canvas~
When most would cry,she'll be laughing.
That summer pummeled me,
That summer was all wrong.
Hey Ms Music...
Play me a song.
You know the pain,you know how tragic.
Let's make the melodies a habit.
Did you see me on stage?
Or your famous handshake..
City to city,state to state,
Satellites,and yukon snakes.
You give what you can,when you have it...
Hey Ms Music...
Finish your black hole canvas~
Published 9th Apr 2019
Author's Note
For Britz
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