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Buddy Holly, His DeathI’m tired of this cold My stiff and frostbite skin I need a way out To feel amber’s Not skin piercing windBuddy Holly, His Death
I have achieved this goal A swallow will be my guide So Small So Weak This bird will escort my friends and I Through this blistering night
At once, in this warmth Doors shut Set to glide through this sky
Ritchie has a quiver His stomach clenched and tied
Rolling down the runway With the last faces I was to see
Leaving this ground
In time bringing a throb of hea
by ~AmberFilledTears
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