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She Owns A Jeep
Sitting on a coastal shore
Parked in thick heat
Drown in radio waves
Of a song for which she knows all the words
She’ll lay in the backseat
Feet kicked out the broken window
Glass shards nick her in the space underneath her knees
She doesn't care
She's a wild fire
A force to reckon with
Speedometer stopped working a long time ago
Killed off the ghost of her past
And drives
And drives
And drives
The fuel ticker is just a space in the way
She’ll drive on empty
And lay waste to the ones
Who denied her
Freedom.
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this piece refers to girls who seem to just drift from space to space, you dont have to know her name or hometown, she'll be gone long before it will matter