Dark Driver of a Fast Car--
Hot, smokey cars calmly grab and old, fast car.
Where is the dusty roads?
The sun flower loudly fights the rain;
O, exhaustion!
The rain runs like a hot skyscraper
Varooom...
Fast, misty guys calmly desire a big, dark driver;
Death, exhaustion, and anger;
va varoom zoom
7/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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