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Late night driver

In the darkest hour of might When no soul is in sight A lonely driver speeds on the highway He calls to tell her he's on the way Not his wife she's the mistress The liquor has made him fearless Of killers and evil that reign In the dead of the night Lust rushing in his veins He left his family more than bitter Karma will introduce him to the Grim Reaper

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/15/2011 2:24:00 PM
good story ............ interesting theme
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Date: 8/31/2011 9:47:00 AM
Loads of emotion flowing in the poetry I am reading this morning. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today Maina. Love, Carol
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