Headlights
I’m heading home now to see my Wife.
I’m gonna kiss her and hold her tight,
Because I think she is so wonderful.
My love I love you,
You are so beautiful.
Driving home on a winter’s night.
All I’m seeing are those damn headlights.
Those blinding lights, those bright, bright lights.
Those killer lights, that have taken my life.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Aa Harvey (
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- Published: July 18th, 2020 05:24
- Category: Short story
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