Author's Note:
This poem makes a lot of music references (particularly double bass). Feel free to read it anyways. Just a warning that it might be harder to understand.
These are the lyrics to the song I learned by heart, written in purple ink
Each word written with care before, but it's rubato, so who knows?
Well throw up a third finger to the person next in line
But sometimes they'll hold it before they step on it, once, twice, thrice
Getting into a rhythm here, but it's rubato, so who knows?
They tell you the minor keys are depressing, but you eat it to keep you alive
Because D Major is just the death sentence you were born to
Rubato, rubato
A love story, written in purple ink
YOU ARE READING
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