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bman536
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This car above is a beauty. Two eyes it has, one mouth it has, but underneath it has the power to erase the past. Underneath is where the real power lies, the engine which makes it fly. Underneath is where the question why lies. I roll down the windows, no wonder as which direction the wind blows, as I look in her direction to see how her hair blows. Shifting gears, the wind produces a tear, her voice I hear along with the sound of my baby. I shift again and she prows the pavement. I close the windows, we are alone
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Nice metaphors!!!!
And the picture provided a visual to your poem..
Keep writting and sharing ur work!
