Drive (Reverse)
Stop Start
the car.
I'm turning back. I have to keep going
for the sake of
All my memories
fading and the hope that they will return
to me after I fade away.
Forgetting why
I even I ran away
from this beautiful life.
Please
put the car in drive.
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