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Smooth drive. smooth mind
The shine of red
Sleek- for a personality
Which shows a smooth player
Now thinking back
A teens dream
With danger tatooed on my arm
Now faded
But now- no polished car
Mine covered with mud
Takes me out a far
On a smooth drive
For a smooth ride
In a dream
No players allowed
A car a symbol of freedom
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Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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Comments (6)
'A' ~ 1st 'Freedom' was to take my girl to the drive-in - Best Smooching-Ride Ever - 'J'
That was absolutely smooth! Fantastic poem! I loved it!
Loving it!!!
I like how the perspective changed...I've noticed how much that happens the older I get. Great entry!
Brilliant!
Agree, smooth ride! Very creative. Car does symbolize freedom