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Fists tightened, rubs her eyes
“What time is it?” she questions
Her bones creak and knees wobble
The mirror tells her a jumbled story

First one to awake
“What happened?” she pretends to wonder
Leaving before excuses need to be made
Keys in the ignition, engine turns

The highway is barren
“Where did the music go?” she wonders aloud
Think about anything and nothing at all
In an attempt to erase permanent marker

Jaw clenched, tires drifting
“Watch yourself!” someone calls out
Metallic blood wets her lips
Memories dance, her mind like a stage

She takes a right into her driveway
“How was the party?” mother inquires
Never mind those dumb questions
A warm shower as an anecdote, for now.

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