Addrinalin

Whats this thing i feel in my blood.
This rush of something making me say what.
This feeling of addrenlin.
Rushing from my up to my grin.
Heart racing and eyes that keep up.
This things that makes my blood speed isnt corrupt
This stuff that makes my constions rough.
This is the stuff.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Smith Avatar
June 11, 2012 at 8:57 AM
Agreed, when in a quick unknown rush, of course.
Kindell Avatar
June 16, 2012 at 2:15 AM
hahaha. i have a tyyyypoooooo
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