Your Chain Hangs From My Rear-View Mirror
Your chain hangs from my rear-view mirror
Swinging and swaying with every turn i take
Your chain hangs from my rear-view mirror
Untouched, unwanted, unable to take it down
Your chain hangs from my rear-view mirror
A reminder of how things used to be
Your chain hangs from my rear-view mirror
Testing my patience and strength
Your chain hangs from my rear-view mirror
Looked passed and ignore...
Monday 24th April 2017 6:13 pm
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