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Benders & Bangers
Benders & Bangers
On a bender,
wrote a banger,
a never ender,
perfect stranger,
up for a few days,
I found a few ways,
to express myself,
no rest my health,
still fine,
so let's get high,
we'll find,
an exit my,
mind is speeding fast now,
trying not to crash, how,
one way down a one way track,
looking ahead, no looking back,
lean into the curves,
avoid obstacles, swerve,
adrenaline rush,
audience hush,
inspiration comes in waves,
all too much,
a tingling touch,
amazed at the ways,
in which we pursue our dreams,
strangely things aren't what they seem,
rowing gently down the stream,
floating on a day dream,
off the edge,
waterfall,
had it all,
lost it all,
nothing free,
but the fall,
down the stream,
up the wall,
a million miles away,
wish I could call home,
a million times a day,
I lose myself in the zone,
a million directions away,
not a single road leads home,
lost for more than days,
colors, changes, patterns, tones,
full steam ahead,
I'll rest when I'm dead,
for now though,
I'm in the flow,
benders, bangers and poems,
found myself lost and zonin',
wake me when the music stops,
turn on the lights, top spot,
need a drink, need a drop,
I fckn love it alot,
like it or not...
by Adam Amor; author of '300 Girls: A True Love Story'; available on Amazon and Kindle
On a bender,
wrote a banger,
a never ender,
perfect stranger,
up for a few days,
I found a few ways,
to express myself,
no rest my health,
still fine,
so let's get high,
we'll find,
an exit my,
mind is speeding fast now,
trying not to crash, how,
one way down a one way track,
looking ahead, no looking back,
lean into the curves,
avoid obstacles, swerve,
adrenaline rush,
audience hush,
inspiration comes in waves,
all too much,
a tingling touch,
amazed at the ways,
in which we pursue our dreams,
strangely things aren't what they seem,
rowing gently down the stream,
floating on a day dream,
off the edge,
waterfall,
had it all,
lost it all,
nothing free,
but the fall,
down the stream,
up the wall,
a million miles away,
wish I could call home,
a million times a day,
I lose myself in the zone,
a million directions away,
not a single road leads home,
lost for more than days,
colors, changes, patterns, tones,
full steam ahead,
I'll rest when I'm dead,
for now though,
I'm in the flow,
benders, bangers and poems,
found myself lost and zonin',
wake me when the music stops,
turn on the lights, top spot,
need a drink, need a drop,
I fckn love it alot,
like it or not...
by Adam Amor; author of '300 Girls: A True Love Story'; available on Amazon and Kindle
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