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I like accelerating As fast as it can get there (Because even if it is a Saab, It's still a sports car) I like accelerating in the fog Pressing forward into the unknown darkness Past the hanging anglerfish lure On every street lamp I like to think Keats would like it (Driving fast in the dark where you know There's no speed traps) And I like the word "like" in poetry Because love on the page means something so Different from what I mean (It's a word that I don't want you associating with me) Unless you're here to cast me as your Last Duchess because I love you as much as I love driving in the dark as much as I love this song as much as I love your shoes and I love your eyes (but I really do love your eyes) So I don't like the word "love" because it Implies some kind of favoritism that I'm not Willing to give you if it means I only like this song Means using that word all wrong Because you're not better than my Saab- (you just have nicer eyes)
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 6:08 PM UTC
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I like accelerating As fast as it can get there (Because even if it is a Saab, It's still a sports car) I like accelerating in the fog Pressing forward into the unknown darkness Past the hanging anglerfish lure On every street lamp I like to think Keats would like it (Driving fast in the dark where you know There's no speed traps) And I like the word "like" in poetry Because love on the page means something so Different from what I mean (It's a word that I don't want you associating with me) Unless you're here to cast me as your Last Duchess because I love you as much as I love driving in the dark as much as I love this song as much as I love your shoes and I love your eyes (but I really do love your eyes) So I don't like the word "love" because it Implies some kind of favoritism that I'm not Willing to give you if it means I only like this song Means using that word all wrong Because you're not better than my Saab- (you just have nicer eyes)
3/7/13
natalia-quilles
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 6:08 PM UTC
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