you cant drive without the keys.

so its 2am you hit the gas ok go
ive a mind to say turn back
but i cant go back
we're to far gone
space cadet.
hello that me.
paying attention is
overrated
especially when youve got a mind
like this
oh so entertaining
but ending in a song
best sung by the choir
that presents itself before death
stepping just to the edge
DARING hell to come and eat it up
like a warm meal in winter
and the happy family scene
is just beau-ti-ful.
fuck it all.
i dont want a part.
i dont even want to paint the scenery.
all i need is you and a couple of plane tickets.
think of the thrills we could have.

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i loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove this poem
i love it
i love it









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thanks! *HUGS* heehee