

HikersHikersHikers
I'm a hitchhiker by trade if you can call it a way of life i ride up and down highways the scenery is a blur
occasionally people stop sometimes they try run me down but i remember well that day the day that i met her
now her face is peaceful as she sleeps none of hat happened seemed real her wounds will never heal i'm not sure what happened its all a blur i remember i was him and you were her
i remember his hands around her throat or were they mine?
i can't tell I think i may be losing my mind &
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And the sweet suns coming down hard, it burns the bones, so hold a hand for cover from harm.
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And the sweet suns coming down hard, it burns the bones, so hold a hand for cover from harm.
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And the sweet suns coming down hard, it burns the bones, so hold a hand for cover from harm.
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"A dream can be a reality, just keep believing"
- Mike
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And the sweet suns coming down hard, it burns the bones, so hold a hand for cover from harm.
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And the sweet suns coming down hard, it burns the bones, so hold a hand for cover from harm.
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