Wheels

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Don't make me dizzy anymore!

 I don't even know how deal with the gore.

Wait up, slow down for a while.

 Because I don't know what to do right now.

Draw those circles you get an object,

 all of those objects spin direct.

Objection I say,

 what is this I am feeling nay.

How on earth did this situation,

 became something more than its duration.

If those spinning things stop for once,

 even my world will be in collpase.

I hate everything about it.

 about the fact you hate all about it.

With the hatred both of us show,

 the repitition of actions is seen in my words.

The rhyme of the message is becomming loose,

 like the horns removed from a moose.

It stops eventually,

 it will might as well be better if it were to be actually.

The dizziness will make me crazy,

 remove the wheels and it all goes freaky.

Freaky, yes it is.

  For both of our lives will stop I insist!

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 01, 2011 ⏰

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