Train WreckA Poem by honeycombYou feel it pulling, it holds you back It has you tied down to the tracks And the train is coming full speed ahead The train is coming full speed again. Last time you got lucky, but luck always runs out You always thought it was kind of funny, Nothing to be concerned about. Fuel the fire, fan the flames Take one more hit, see what remains. You use your heart, now use your brain Keep fueling the fire, keep fanning the flames. © 2008 honeycomb |
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Added on February 13, 2008 AuthorhoneycombHalifax, CanadaAboutI am 19 years old. I live on the east coast of Canada. I like writing poems, songs, and sometimes stories. more..Writing
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