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Driver

red light
I run it sometimes

take chances
advances
stay one step behind

your shadow
your next turn
your progress
its all a test

that heart beat gets crazy
when you're running
and stumble

in presence
feeling reborn
sipping coffee
alone

green light
resembles my eyes
getting caught up
with passerby's

intimidated
resorting to Sunday
it use to be fun
out on the highway

gun fire
Written by trouble8me
Published | Edited 6th Aug 2014
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