loater

olderman
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Floater in a wind stream,
Trapped, slapped, mapped and told as a dream
Merchants sold a lost extreme
Corrupted, strapped and fueled by greed
Fluttered sounds of wings
Splattered grounds of coffee strings
Black or sweetened hot on the tongue
Cold, beaten, eagles send to die their young
Crack my back please make me feel best
Bold and floating on the wind of the west
Trapped, slapped, mapped and told as a dream
Merchants sold a lost extreme
Corrupted, strapped and fueled by greed
Fluttered sounds of wings
Splattered grounds of coffee strings
Black or sweetened hot on the tongue
Cold, beaten, eagles send to die their young
Crack my back please make me feel best
Bold and floating on the wind of the west
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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olderman wrote:Floater in a wind stream,
Trapped, slapped, mapped and told as a dream
Merchants sold a lost extreme
Corrupted, strapped and fueled by greed
Fluttered sounds of wings
Splattered grounds of coffee strings
Black or sweetened hot on the tongue
Cold, beaten, eagles send to die their young
Crack my back please make me feel best
Bold and floating on the wind of the west
corrected titleDown the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green0 -
perfect poemset your laughter free
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out0 -
Like every good floater, this one gets bumped to the top fast.
Great stuff, Jesse!0
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