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[lizzie531]

a catch in my throat, choke...torn into pieces

because of this

i hate you so much....why do i love you so

I HATE YOU

>sigh<

i roll the window down
and then begin to breathe
the darkest country road
and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat and
you are driving me home
then lookin upwards
i strain my eyes and try
to tell the difference between
shooting stars and satelites
from the passenger seat and
you are driving me home
do they, collide?
i ask...and you smile
my feet, on the dash
the world...doesn't matter
when you feel embarassed, i'll be your pride
if you need directions, then i'll be the guide
for all time
for all time....