Friday, February 13, 2009

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He kept track of the mile markers where his heart got broken. There were times that it felt like the bottom dropped out and he couldn't drive any longer. And probably places where he should have just kept his mouth shut. But he kept on and on, and slowly his hands grew numb to the wheel, and he drove his car right off that mountain.

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Words - S

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