Aug 2017
you're a drifter
addicted to high speeds
quick turns
squeal of car tires
mist on the road
sharp smiles
brittle things
fast cigarettes
harsh spotlights
they fade out at dawn
and you
shut down with them
i cant hold on to you
cant let go of you, either
when im with you
i turn into a drifter
addicted to the chase
that is you
addicted to high speeds
quick turns
squeal of car tires
mist on the road
sharp smiles
brittle things
fast cigarettes
harsh spotlights
they fade out at dawn
and you
shut down with them
i cant hold on to you
cant let go of you, either
when im with you
i turn into a drifter
addicted to the chase
that is you
dont like this. i havent written in a long time and i like to think its because im busy so i havent got the time to sit down and write properly, but the truth is i actually cant write. never could in the first place.
(in the blue)
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