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Did you hear? About the kid killed on this ride? The straps were too loose, he fell out Hit the rails, then he died They say his ghost haunts this place That the ride is cursed In darkened mirrors you can see his face But, that's not the worst They say every ten years The anniversary of that night He escapes the mirrors To enact his right He'll fail the ride Another death swept aside To bring another to his side For truth to confide The tragedy displaced by joy
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Dec 30, 2023
Dec 30, 2023 at 4:17 PM UTC
Amusement
Did you hear? About the kid killed on this ride? The straps were too loose, he fell out Hit the rails, then he died They say his ghost haunts this place That the ride is cursed In darkened mirrors you can see his face But, that's not the worst They say every ten years The anniversary of that night He escapes the mirrors To enact his right He'll fail the ride Another death swept aside To bring another to his side For truth to confide The tragedy displaced by joy
Another from the archives. Again, I can't say when I wrote this. I struggle to express myself in an eloquent way. You can see the growing pains. Yet, I like this piece as an exploration of third party narrative.
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Dec 30, 2023
Dec 30, 2023 at 4:17 PM UTC
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