

Thinking about the dateYou drove into the lights Down the main road of your town We exchanged few words As we watched the cars around us Swerve in and out of mist On a wet road on a humid days night Slow piano music played on the stereo Depressing enough to inspire the slashing of wrists No doubt our thoughts were elsewhere Yours were likely on the road We both thought about the court date How easily a teenage drama Crossed into the reality on the adult world Soon it will all be over Soon we will prove her fault.Thinking about the date
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