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Primavera Girl

A Heartbreak With A Seasoning Of Change

By Arlo WyseePublished about 5 hours ago 1 min read

I heard the orchestra

As I try to get into my lane

in the front seat

Clinch fist trying to hold the pain

The meeting change everything

I put it all on the table for you

Why you keep me so blue

She thinks I’m the sky

She looks pass me when she drives

As I open my eyes

In another city calling time

I thought she was my Staple

But she rather get

Toss up in Naples

She such a Primavera girl

No plate, no play

I walked out before

A serving

Of her came

heartbreak

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