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White Shirt

By Kiah

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White shirt, khakis, black shoesWhite shirt, khakis, black shoesGot my game face on & I’m ready to loseHair put back, wallet in a fistPull out the jack & I’m gonna flipNight is risingRight is dyingGreased wheels flyin on black tarEase the feel hiding in where we areWas worth the back of meMolten girth of ecstasyRed shirt, black jeans, barefoot skinGot my buttonface on & I’m gonna winSkull gone bad with all the hitsPull along the hell that fitsPleased heart’s glazed donut loveSweet-tarts haze master doveLove’s dirt flack of sheGolden birth of my black sea.No shirt, no pants, feet on fireGot my face ripped off and my heart afireHeads a waste in this turmoil Body shakes and hands recoilLight is dyingStill we’re tryingAxles bent stress tears the tarTackle the end where it’s farWhite shirt, bared skin and I’m gonna loseWhite shirt, shared skin and I’m gonna bruise'Shove your ignorance into peoples faces until the beat you about the head with thier knowledge so that it wil permenately be etched in your mind.' - excerpt from Farenheight 451 - Ray Bradbury Written October 10th, 2001 © on Oct 10 2001 10:59 AM PST   0 • 1

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"White shirt, khakis, black shoesWhite shirt, khakis, black shoesGot my game face on & I’m ready to loseHair put back, wallet in a fistPull out the jack & I’m gonna flipNight is risingRight is dyingGreased wheels flyin on black tarEase the feel hiding in where we areWas worth the back of meMolten girth of ecstasyRed shirt, black jeans, barefoot skinGot my buttonface on & I’m gonna winSkull gone bad with all the hitsPull along the hell that fitsPleased heart’s glazed donut loveSweet-tarts haze master doveLove’s dirt flack of sheGolden birth of my black sea.No shirt, no pants, feet on fireGot my face ripped off and my heart afireHeads a waste in this turmoil Body shakes and hands recoilLight is dyingStill we’re tryingAxles bent stress tears the tarTackle the end where it’s farWhite shirt, bared skin and I’m gonna loseWhite shirt, shared skin and I’m gonna bruise'Shove your ignorance into peoples faces until the beat you about the head with thier knowledge so that it wil permenately be etched in your mind.' - excerpt from Farenheight 451 - Ray Bradbury..."

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