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So the night kicks in
As well as the starter to thoughts engine
Alike a car
If not steered to the proper destination
It crashes and burns
Leaving the mind the casualty
One doesn't go very far
If the passengers fall asleep at the wheel
And forget where to turn...
Down a dead end road

Never forgetting another's mistake
As while plotting the destination on friendship's map
It's a trip to devastation
Two repair the damage by letting go of this
"travel spot"
Marking it "crap."
Returning to the onward trip of togetherness
Driving down the freeways to enjoy the worst and the best of moments..
The "smokey" enjoying moments chasing "the Bandit"
The lack of the driver
as viewed outside of your
Narrow lack of trustfulness...
Never sees the "miracle of payment of affordable
Friendship endeavors down the lane."
To the finish line..
As "outsmarting" the race to "outshine the lawgiver who hands out stronger love."
Can make two people remain lost on these challenges called "dead end roads"
And leave them crashed and lost
By not rejoining the race and being stubborn for a "short cut.."
They remain a wreck together
The cost
Misery views as...
"A Crumbed wreckage such deeply intertwined."
The aftermath was a sought life's destination race"
A prize by such "poor driving"
That was so blindly lost.
Alexandra Mar 2013
feel young
and full of glory and sun
feel young
and in the sky
feel young
and bright and shine
feel young
and free and twenty one

I feel the time
that never pass
this very moment's endlessness
And not afraid I'll lose it once
I hold it with my trustfulness.

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