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Kidslane is gun shot style

Kidslane is gun shot style

Kidslane
Is shot gun style
4 team mode, It’ll drive you wild
Take me back to days of fire with friends and everything else behind the wire
Now we sit in chairs of old
Not glittering of gold in the sky, as we dreamed when we were young 
But trapped
sold to the devil in the chair of chance and taken opportunity 
Lost in a litterney of choice, of bloody chance that you wound up in a body trapped held back and broken
Just chance your genes were thus cruel and determined.

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The fish of the sea

This brought me back... but I have no clue why. Welcome back GV long time no see! Kindest regards and smiles. The Fish of the Sea 

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Garth Vader

Oh thanks; yea this poem has way to much repetition for me, but for some reason I still like it, it catches me.
Thanks for your comment. 😊

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