Release

Just a random poem I wrote

We fly down the road
The smoke runs through my eyes
Your stereo blares;
Forget my childish cries
The world around me melts
I look into the mirror
Our eyes meet and
I feel the presence here
The winds picking up
There's fire in my veins
But just keep speeding now
And let me go insane

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[Jb]

use. about the first time i snuck out and got super trashed/fucked/fucked up... yeah a great beginning to a horrible end.