DRIVING

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    DRIVING

    driving alone
    on a
    New Mexico highway
    rain falls
    radio plays
    I
    reminise
    about
    that argument I had with
    you
    and
    the more I rember
    the faster i go
    the road getting slippery
    trees going are nothing but
    a
    blur
    what
    does it all mean
    faster
    don't pray for
    me
    driving faster
    rain falls harder
    radio plays louder
    everyhting stops.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    aparramore’s Poems (25)

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    I NEED YOU 0
    I KNOCK ON YOUR DOOR 0
    I CAN'T HOLD ON ANYMORE 1
    THE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS 0
    LOOK UP 1
    BLACK WORMS 1
    SO LONELY 0
    NOT IN CONTROL 0
    BLACKNESS 0
    ALL THE WORLD IS INSANE 1
    FUTURE 0
    IMMORTAL WHISPERS 1
    DEAD WITHOUT YOU 0
    TEARS NO LONGER FLOW 0
    COLD WINTER 1
    WASTELAND 0
    I AM THE VICTIM 0
    I SCREAM DO YOU HEAR ME 2
    SOMETIMES 0
    DRIVING 0
    TEARS FROM THE SOUL 0
    PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS 0
    NOTHING IS THERE 1
    Slowly 0
    Drink From me 2