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Feb 27, 2009 18:29

Night Carousel

At night he rode a carousel,
one I could never ride.
So furiously it spun at times,
his image out of sight.

But when it slowed enough to see
his arms reach out in fright,
it’d pick it up apace again
and glow against the night.

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no_eponine February 28 2009, 05:15:02 UTC
Hmmm... can I borrow this for a song? Or. can i sing this? Or can you write more of it?

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castn0shad0w March 1 2009, 18:43:08 UTC
sure, go crazy. i wanna hear what you come up with. i wrote more, but i'm not sure if the extra lines help; it might sound too repetitive. also the title changed lol. let me know what you think.

Night Carousel

At night he rode a carousel,
one I could never ride.
So furiously it spun at times,
his image out of sight.

But when it slowed enough to see
his arms reach out in fright,
it’d pick it up apace again
and glow against the night.

Lone carousel, night spectacle
to board you is his rite
till morning comes to wash the light
and throw him back to life.

Lone carousel, night spectacle,
you hide his blurry plight
till morning comes to steal away
the wonder of the night.

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no_eponine March 18 2009, 02:55:57 UTC
i came up with stuff... now how to send it to you?

email me. natashabarcena@gmail.com.

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