Out here are no limits
Dirt roads are free
Used by us country folk
Open space
No..
Wide open fields
Where the best memories lie
Where you can't help but hollerin
"Yee Haw!"
The grass is greener
With much more to see
The weeds are high
The sun hung low
And you look to the sky
Say "hello"
It doesn't matter where your from
How you were raised
Who your mama or dad is
It'll come at you
Bring out your Mississippi hippy
See now y'all can't get pissy
We all need these dirt roads
Backwoods
And home made apple pies
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Poems of a dark soul
Poesíathese are a mix of poems from someone who wishes to be anonymous. its about their struggles through life. we hope you enjoy and comment if you want more. *WARNING* MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS
