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May 2014
There's sweat on my brow
There's thrill in my throat
Clenching the wheel
White knuckles beneath these black gloves
Strapped in for the long haul
Strapped in for more MPH than most long for
It's a heroine that needs no injection
The ******* that needs no snorting

Foot to the floor
Speed becomes the mistress
And with each and every person I pass
Her and I pull closer
And she lets me lead.
Prompts from facebook, tumblr, and twitter. This one was: Racing... the thrill of speed.
M Clement
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M Clement  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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