"You'll find better love, strong as it ever was, deep as the river runs, warm as the morning sun"
The fire of the lightning sailed across the sky, presenting the long dirt road ahead of Brett. It's almost as if the Gods turned the sky into a masterpiece of thunder and lightning, rain beating heavily. The rolling wheels of his truck jerked along the gravel, sending his weak torso here, there and everywhere. His vision becoming blurry, his hands unsteady, serving the leather wheel left and right. He could feel the truck swaying along the road, his neck becoming tense and distressed with the constant movement.
"Late at night when you're not sleeping, and moonlight falls across your floor, where I can't hurt you anymore"
He gently slowed his truck down to a steady speed, trying to get his mind straight on heading to Charleston, wanting to escape from the home he called Nashville. To him, his home was a piece of his messed up life that kept him from doing what he wanted to do. To live.
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Two Lanes Of Freedom
Teen FictionGod made old country roads for driving and dreaming, Mine's coming true girl here with you on two lanes of freedom. An all-around country boy wants nothing more than to play music and be with the girl of his dreams. But a sudden turn of events wipes...
