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Riding Alone
The radio is humming softly
Along the lonely winding road
I can see my headlights shining,
stretched out for miles.
I used to hate
driving with the windows down
The wind whipping my face
The bone-crushing scream of the wind
I was breaking down like thunderstorms
Coming and going in flashes
Holding myself tight so the mosaic wouldn’t crumble against the sound
Patching myself up in the middle of the downpour
But it makes me feel lighter now
Letting the chill of the night fill my car and my lungs
The wind that calms the knots in my stomach
And twists knots in my hair
Drying the tears stained on my face
Helping me breathe better
Against the stale air that turned me cold and blue
Leaving me open like a cave
I throw my feelings out on the side of the road,
Smoking out of the window
Watching as it curls into different characters in the black sky
I seem like a mess,
But at least I’m holding it together
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