Jul 2014
Swerving
We're swerving
In slow motion
With eyes closed
Toward the river
Holding hands
Smiling
Moving over lanes
Fast
Toward the rail
With our baby in the trunk
Wrapped snug in the American Flag
We're swerving
In slow motion
With eyes closed
Toward the river
Holding hands
Smiling
Moving over lanes
Fast
Toward the rail
With our baby in the trunk
Wrapped snug in the American Flag
Some people will follow a symbolic piece of fabric so blindly, they're willing to sacrifice anything.
(23/M/Rome, Ga)
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