Array ( [sid] => 179258 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Rusted Nail [time] => 2014-09-09 16:37:57 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Adrenaline pumping,
alcohol flowing,
emotions running,
all through my platinum dreams.

Gasoline burn out,
shotgun yearning,
love sick and falling,
in my rusted nail life.

I am lost at sea,
my boat is made of paper honesty.
This ocean of deceit,
will crush it with an acid tsunami.

I am going wayward, losing my mind.
I wonder in time, what the ocean will find,
within my platinum dreams,
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Rusted Nail
Date: Tuesday, 9th September 2014 @ 04:37:57 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: steven_fenton123
Adrenaline pumping,
alcohol flowing,
emotions running,
all through my platinum dreams.

Gasoline burn out,
shotgun yearning,
love sick and falling,
in my rusted nail life.

I am lost at sea,
my boat is made of paper honesty.
This ocean of deceit,
will crush it with an acid tsunami.

I am going wayward, losing my mind.
I wonder in time, what the ocean will find,
within my platinum dreams,
amongst this rusted nail life.

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