[ remember how empty
a heart can be ]
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i don't think it's just me
who knows that babe
in the front,
feeling up your arms
with whispers of
crusty rusted love
in a torn up truck seat-
ain't she eyein' up
that jaguar?
YOU ARE READING
rolling in our graves
Cerita Pendek"backseat driver, baby. i ain't letting go." his eyes were papercut in the limelight, but she wasn't about to let that gaze fade. she laughed, "then it's gonna be one hell of a drive."
