Drive Between the Yellow Lines
My car it soars quickly down the street.The top put down, the breeze so sweet. The wind
weaving through my hair. The cars beautiful paint sparkling in the sun. As I speed down
the street I break all the rules,fly through stop signs, run the red light's.You know
anything to give one good freight. As I step on the gas the car accelerates some more,
with people in the back screaming TO THE FLOOR! And even though I may be wild and outta
control, i will always remember what my mother always wants me to know... that I am
loved and what I do impacts my family and that she could not handle such a tragedy as to
me getting in an accident. So I keep that in the back of my mind, as I Drive between
those yellow lines.
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