Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Biker without a bike

Give me some grass and give me some steel.
Give me some air and I'll give you one deal.

I'll let you crawl, if you just let me fly.
Won't impel you to change, just let me get high.

I'll not even look back to sneer, I'll let you be.
I'll set you free to rot, you just set me free.

N.

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