12 November 2008

Poem for the Blind .1

A Poem for the Blind
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rollover tragedy that's for sure
some of you knew me there's no cure
hurting so badly wish you were

driving to fast over the line
went off the edge where there's no sign
missing her badly there's no time

running away the coast is clear
painting on grey you are not here
sleeping all day we wait in fear

rollover tragedy, you never had me
over the ground, you need them bad
took out a family, aching so badly
screaming for sound, that you once had

treachury falling tragedy crawling
enemies stalin selfish pride
sharpening quickly enemies with me
remedy fears and goes to hide

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