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Just an Old Junk Car

Just an old junk car that doesn't run but provides shelter for this missing one Abandon on a lot in the old part of town hardly a soul ever seems to come around The train shakes the car and the ground waking up the little girl yet to be found Open the door and ready to scuttle out if anything seen or heard about Blue eyes showing fear shadow doubt but hunger pains and you must go out To venture near the city lights hoping texting minds won't notice your plight Find a dumpster for a meal runaway runaway this is too real Eager men with sleepy smiles coax you near but you run wild Like the little bunny out runs the wolf like the deer out paces with her hoofs Run run back to the dark Back where the old junk car parks Slam the door huddle on the floor just an old junk car not needed anymore

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