The Rail

Freshly cleaned then whispering then thoughts obscene.
Early fried then teary eyed then plagued by lies.
Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret.
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The rail someone was spilt on the rail.
Some try to fight but find a fall & fail.
The rail someone was spilt on the rail.
Some try for flight but end & not sail.
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Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret.
No one saw you coming but found you anyway.
I fear all night that I'm dumbing.
I come so close then I step back.
I'm set up then fed up.
Then I'm upset with regret.
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The rail someone was spilt on the rail.
Some try to fight but find a fall & fail.
The rail someone was spilt on the rail.
Some try for flight but end & not sail.
Set up. Fed up. Upset. Regret.

2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally

12/3

Written by Emperor MAR
November 29, 2004 & December 2, 2004
Lyrics & Poems
Listen to rendition created off the cuff by SarahEmily of blogTV recorded January 12, 2010