Travelling
By Tyreese M
Doors close,
car goes,
through the street,
away they go.
Still moving,
still alive,
not speeding,
just a lie.
Now through states,
at a burning rate,
still moving,
down the dirt road.
Doors close,
car goes,
through the street,
away they go.
Still moving,
still alive,
not speeding,
just a lie.
Now through states,
at a burning rate,
still moving,
down the dirt road.