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By the end of the week-
we're packed and ready to leave this God forsaken town.
Escaping through the backdoor.
No clues or trace of us will get left behind.
Marked maps, no money for gas,
we hit the highways.
Accelerate, brake,
going from state to state.
Key in ignition,
What's in store 40 miles from here?
Our destination?
An uncommon break in the lines?
And we're what is called a "Runaway".
I think it's called a "Getaway".
Matching descriptions of the profiled kids on the milk carton.
we're packed and ready to leave this God forsaken town.
Escaping through the backdoor.
No clues or trace of us will get left behind.
Marked maps, no money for gas,
we hit the highways.
Accelerate, brake,
going from state to state.
Key in ignition,
What's in store 40 miles from here?
Our destination?
An uncommon break in the lines?
And we're what is called a "Runaway".
I think it's called a "Getaway".
Matching descriptions of the profiled kids on the milk carton.
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i just started writing and this came out in like 30 minutes.
And i just thought of the title off the top of my head.
Some of it kinda reminds me of Postal Service style. Maybe thats just me. I dont know.
Hope you enjoy.
And i just thought of the title off the top of my head.
Some of it kinda reminds me of Postal Service style. Maybe thats just me. I dont know.
Hope you enjoy.
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I like the entire poem, but I really like how you ended it.