Harmonica

Some days I feel like

My mouth is a harmonica

Playing the blues

Playing the blues

Some days I feel like

I'm sitting in detention

Or a

Jail cell playing the blues

The buzz of the air that

Flows over my lips

The sound so rich, so pure

So familiar

A harmonica

A harmonica

A harmonica

My mouth is a harmonica

Playing the blues

Playing the blues

#harmonica

~JaneR6ae~

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