The Remy was the catalyst, for her eyes being blurred/and her speech being slurred/The Vette swerved/The C8 horse powered its way at 180 MPH, down the roadheaded into the ethereal/She mumbled the words “How dare you”/Their love was supposed to be celestial/She spoke something of an utter “I would of never left you”/She took anotherContinue reading “DUI”
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