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driving past my bedtime
Contributed by
poeticjestix
on
Friday, 13th May 2011 @ 02:48:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Bright lights on a dark night
guide me as I'm in flight.
Driving onward neon
soundtrack, cool as freon.
Heater's cozy comfort.
Onward, I run for it.
Yawning, I tap wheel.
Eyes roll, start to reel.
Window motors release
whistling, fresh'ning feast.
Miles idle by slowly,
cats eyes fleeting flowly.
Wagon's lit up like tron,
no grasp on horizon.
Preston, 49 miles.
Relief, look at dials.
Soon ends alien zone
junction. On my way home.
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2011-05-13 14:48:53]
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Re: driving past my bedtime
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by deusdeira on
Saturday, 14th May 2011 @ 03:13:52 AM AEST
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| I cried after reading this it's so beautiful. Ok, maybe not, but I liked it haha |
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Re: driving past my bedtime
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by Aspirant on
Sunday, 15th May 2011 @ 07:42:36 PM AEST
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| Liked this. Night-time driving can be a bit of an odd experience, can't it? |
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