Well, I'm at it again. That whole thinking thing that i do sometimes that never seems to amount to anything more than an instance of sadness. *heavy sigh* It's raining. I find it hard to not be sad when the sky seems so ready to cry with me. Anyway. I've started a new poem... who knows maybe it'll kick me back into writing again.
Slam the door
turn the key
switch the radio on
this ride's for me
no set schedule
no where to go
roll the window down
letting my hair blow
riding alone
completely free
music roaring
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