A line
Over the speed limit
Someone slowly drives
The rain seems to blur everything
No matter how much the salty rain is wiped away
The car is old
But it looks news
It doesn't run like it used to
It breaks down, stalls
But it looks new
It shines
And seems to sparkle
But under the paint, it's dull
Old
Rusted
And soon it will break down
And never start again
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My Book of Songs and Poems (Slow Updates)
RandomThese are songs and poems that I wrote, enjoy!!!
