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Tuesday, July 17, 2007


   Road Trip
We used to be so close
but now I feel so far
You used to drive me everywhere
but now I'm like your broken car

It has no whipers and no windsheild
to keep away the rain
it has no key to get on going
to drive away the pain

It keeps on moving yet it has no miles
there is nothing I can do
for it has no bumper to protect itself
from every crash like you

It has no brakes to stop this ride
and it has no will to start
the damage that you've done to it
should be considered a crule, true, art

Was that all you planned to acheive with me ?
Is that all you plan to do ?
Is start me up, then cut my brakes ?
I guess this road trip was only made for you.

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