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Caller of the rush,
Jump up,
tight,
Right push,
feel the gush,
Falling screech,
Eyes dyed in bleach,
the sun above.
Pour down,
looked round,
Spark the might,
Fight the frieght,
aproach doors height,
opened way.
Terror forward,
blistering coward,
stolen blessing,
sickness rageing,
felt the crazing,
Dazed dizzieness fortold.
Stop blades,
pierceing pitch,
stumble down,
mean bow,
reach above to the crown,
given relief.
- by Anonymous NY Yankee |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/01/2009 |
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- Title: Ride it!
- Artist: Anonymous NY Yankee
- Description: A rollercoaster of vertua extremities and limits.
- Date: 06/01/2009
- Tags: ride rollercoaster scared funny strange
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