CARS
There must be millions of themOn mortgage for sure
With souls in them ahead to something
Dreadful
I assure you
Things like that have a certain closure
On your soul
You think you're going away
But you're always heading close
To anything you want so badly
Getting far away from
Life
The truth
Endearment
All the things that go faster
than considering...
Poetry by PapaFahr
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Written on 2007-06-17 at 14:54
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