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Mile after mile I'm tapping with my foot on the rythm of the trafficsigns But also on the beat of the music coming from the radio With my eyelids I blink the light away from me I'm letting the silence get to me The sound of people talking from the seats in front of me Disappears in the sound of the rain I'm a poet under influence Thinking of the good old days
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
Drunk poetry
Mile after mile I'm tapping with my foot on the rythm of the trafficsigns But also on the beat of the music coming from the radio With my eyelids I blink the light away from me I'm letting the silence get to me The sound of people talking from the seats in front of me Disappears in the sound of the rain I'm a poet under influence Thinking of the good old days
I wrote this in dutch when i was completely wasted
#drunk#rain#music#driving#car#drive
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Netherlander
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
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