3, 2, 1
wind in my hair
heart flutters ferocious
as I climb through the air
fear builds precocious.
reaching the top
hanging over the edge
time for the drop
rolling down the ledge.
free falling through time
the world getting close
but I think that I’m fine
with the choice that I chose.
loop de loop
upside down
life’s a hoop
we all go round.
screaming loud
cause I want to go faster
to make the watchers proud
when they say “life goes past her”
stop this ride
they want to roast her
stop this ride now!
stop this rollercoaster!
-KK
- Author: A passing lyric ( Offline)
- Published: July 21st, 2021 16:51
- Category: Unclassified
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