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More Like Dying
There is an old woman that drives your car
You will look like her one day
Sooner than you anticipate
You say all these nasty things
For the sake of your pain
My tongue hides in place and straddles the breaks
I kiss the airbags into submission and keep on my way
She is yielding the body of her car like she’s young
Or maybe just the way you don’t know how
She’s letting you go
When will you accept the truth?
Will you grow with the death of your youth?
© venusianbaby