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Oct 2016
Boots caked with mud
A broken key in the keyhole
And headlights that peer through cracked curtains

Talons dripping with blood
A heart stripped from its cavity
And headlights that burn through the blindness

Shirts stained with sweat
A souvenir lost by the side of the road
And headlights that cut through the devil's breath

Stars blanketing southern skies
A falling remnant of yesteryears
And headlights that have died from the overdose
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Maryville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Maryville, Tennessee, USA)   
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