forward motions
on the way home
the cigarette is lit
the road beckons me onward
and the night hears my lies
he is sex on wheels
moving fast
pretending that he doesn’t care
but i know he does
and the night air
screams of all our passion
and releases all my fears
with the coming of the rain
and he moves fast
trying to protect himself
from the girl who hurts him
i am that girl
a bitch in all but name
a liar in everything
i’ve ever said or done
i never tell the truth
on the way home
the cigarette is lit
he is sex on wheels
moving fast away from me
Ooh I like that one. I like the whole ‘sex on wheels’ line. RYN: Yea, I’ll go through and read your entries and note the ones I like. Would it be ok if I went through and put a little * on the ones I like? *Heather*
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Yeah, I also like the sex on wheels line. Ther imagery and comparison with the cigarette is also pretty clever. Gavin 🙂
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