The Rail
| Freshly cleaned then whispering then
thoughts obscene. Early fried then teary eyed then plagued by lies. Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret. - The rail someone was spilt on the rail. Some try to fight but find a fall & fail. The rail someone was spilt on the rail. Some try for flight but end & not sail. - Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret. No one saw you coming but found you anyway. I fear all night that I'm dumbing. I come so close then I step back. I'm set up then fed up. Then I'm upset with regret. - The rail someone was spilt on the rail. Some try to fight but find a fall & fail. The rail someone was spilt on the rail. Some try for flight but end & not sail. Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret. |
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| 2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally |
12/3 |
Written by Emperor MAR November 29, 2004 & December 2, 2004 |
| Lyrics & Poems |