Ever found that one hair on your sweater
And think about how things could be better
Holding it up to the the sun to see the color
You know whose it is because there was no other
Rhyming along to hide the feeling
And the internal struggle you continue dealing
With the memories and time we shared
All from finding that single strand of hair
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Ever found that one hair on your sweater
And think about how things could be better
Holding it up to the the sun to see the color
You know whose it is because there was no other
Rhyming along to hide the feeling
And the internal struggle you continue dealing
With the memories and time we shared
All from finding that single strand of hair
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