I've let the music take the road before,
foot and fingers tapping "Get out the door".
I enjoy this time alone with musical wealth,
singing along with the songs I bring myself.
"Dirty little thing" my gas pedal downed,
music blaring loud the engine drowned.
The music consumes the road in my sight,
divided line, passing, head on lights.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
A piece of self discovery and brightness as music takes us over. Nicely done
Nicely done
i love this. especially the last line
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