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In one of my poems I say my car is me.

  • Writer: davidsmith208
    davidsmith208
  • Jan 6, 2018
  • 1 min read

Lately perhaps my phone is me. It has been lately telling me what my New Year Resolutions are and what to do. 

My car is me I am stripped naked Late at night i hear tiger frogs The cool breeze cures my Virsisitude My car has my money In my car is my clothes My car goes to work Without my car I am stripped naked My car goes places While I seem stuck. I lock my things in my car So i can go naked. My car can become cool. My car can become warm. But I am stuck in the weather. I am stuck without my car. I would not see the person that i love without my car. DS Poem July 3, 2014 


 
 
 

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