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Alone moving 60 miles per hour 
 windows up 
heat turned up 
 stifled like a wool turtleneck. Bass guitar and vocal harmonies 
 stirring through the speakers 
And the sunset a velvety blue 
 The horizon softly glowing green 
a glimmering silver bubble 
Suspended center stage. 
 heart so full
 I swear my ribs almost disintegrated. Swaying with the wheel
 Streetlights on either side and up ahead 
 Curved in rainbow paths like a child’s drawing 
in the smallest part of my eye there’s a flag swimming against the sky And within the stagnant confines of my car The fluid beauty of its movement Presses emotion like a ball against my throat 
Until I cant breathe from love of the moment 
so I cry.
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
dodge street
Alone moving 60 miles per hour 
 windows up 
heat turned up 
 stifled like a wool turtleneck. Bass guitar and vocal harmonies 
 stirring through the speakers 
And the sunset a velvety blue 
 The horizon softly glowing green 
a glimmering silver bubble 
Suspended center stage. 
 heart so full
 I swear my ribs almost disintegrated. Swaying with the wheel
 Streetlights on either side and up ahead 
 Curved in rainbow paths like a child’s drawing 
in the smallest part of my eye there’s a flag swimming against the sky And within the stagnant confines of my car The fluid beauty of its movement Presses emotion like a ball against my throat 
Until I cant breathe from love of the moment 
so I cry.
erin-joan
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
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