Some day's
I feel I have just fallen out of the sky
Don't ask me why
but nothing seams right
maybe I bounce to much
or concussion in my head
never landed on my feet
like the earth
I here now
so lets play ball
and have a feast
on these words
find myself behind this computer
a fast delight
twin turbos burn
just have to find my head now
and let my fingers burn
updating right now
but getting old
get
ready
don't
be shy
let me know
I just do it the way i do it
and I have fallen up see.
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
Some day's
I feel I have just fallen out of the sky
Don't ask me why
but nothing seams right
maybe I bounce to much
or concussion in my head
never landed on my feet
like the earth
I here now
so lets play ball
and have a feast
on these words
find myself behind this computer
a fast delight
twin turbos burn
just have to find my head now
and let my fingers burn
updating right now
but getting old
get
ready
don't
be shy
let me know
I just do it the way i do it
and I have fallen up see.
TRue SToy
P @ U L .
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