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Aug 2015
These wheels on the car, won't go faster enough
These voices in my head, this pressure that's embedded
This potion that's decency
I stay afloat , I stay thrown
Drawn off nicotine
That there's a possibility
I'm coming home.
Written by
Bridget Bethani Overton  Bowling Green, KY
(Bowling Green, KY)   
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