thrown
tossed
and jumbled
the images in her mind
left in splatters of
what was right
remain on the hood of her
once happy mind.
crying; she thinks
will clean the dash
but everything rusts
and squeeks in anticipation for love.
comfort the squeels of
an unwanted girl
and you will have a nice ride someday.
5:45 pm - Thursday, Jun. 27, 2002
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