Cars will roll on towards their havens, Through your rivers shed of tears. Like road lines of your wake, seen through many years. After the headlights we'll run over road signs, and meet your break light fears. And after all the accidents, take a breath and bleed my dear.
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Daydreams of destruction //Poetry\\
PoesieI'm a song and poetry writer, I'm uploading this to improve my craft. Hopefully I'll be able to post every day, and hopefully you enjoy.
