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The reprive drive

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posted on Nov, 3 2015 @ 07:57 PM
Here is a little poem I wrote about an experience I had this past weekend. I hope you enjoy!

Deep in a dream and surrounded by mist.
Each with a theme that would soon be dismissed.

Our hands together; as one belting a chorus.
Beneath wheels turn with no destination for us.

The songs carry on becoming a blur
Ethanol giving our voices a slur

No eyes on the road, turning towards a sweet smile
With time's passage slowed, we drifted on for a mile.

Responsibility all but stripped away.
Two liberated souls had come out to play.

edit on Mon Nov 23 2015 by DontTreadOnMe because: fixed tag

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