Carnival Ride

By , fredericktown, MO
The rise the fall
of the carnival ride
The twists the turns
of that little car
The swoop the thrill
of our slight touch
The dread the fear
of the coming end
Because as long as we were on that ride
Somewhere between sky and ground
I could pretend you were mine
On that carnival ride





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