

ParkI felt my heart it shatters stillPark
I am left weary but I know I will
Stand up once more and mount my ride
Gather up my wounded pride
Stare straight at the tranny that caused me pain
Put rubber to the 'crete as I try again
The crowd around me are skeptically hushed
I'm losing my focus, my movements are rushed
I crank around my mind a mess
Waiting awhile to clear it is best
But wisdom evades me
Inexperience plagues me
And I meet again
The curving tin
you trust in the institution
--
sudden inexplicable rage
--
sudden inexplicable rage
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