May 16, 2011
Life is like a winding road,
Going left and right.

Twisting, turning,
Sometimes burning.

There’s ups and downs,
And round and round’s.

Car crashes,
And sadness masses.

The drunk drivers,
And miracle survivors.

Hitch-hikers are picked up,
You ditch the ones who are messed up.

You reach the end,
There are no more bends.

The hitch-hikers are forever in your heart,
But it was time to part.

It’s over,
It’s done,
Your time has come…

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