These tan lines remind me of
a time when I was truley happy.
Not long ago
I was with you.
My sunray - the only one
that I don't despise,
could never block out.
These tan lines remind me of
you and I.
Misplaced.
A bit uneven.
But they will stay there
as long as my sun ray
continues to shine.
Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 6:37 PM UTC
These tan lines remind me of
a time when I was truley happy.
Not long ago
I was with you.
My sunray - the only one
that I don't despise,
could never block out.
These tan lines remind me of
you and I.
Misplaced.
A bit uneven.
But they will stay there
as long as my sun ray
continues to shine.
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