This damp air is fighting my defroster.
My sighs they ring victorious & fog this tinted glass.
It's clouded & so is my head.
The hint of these new tears are sharp.
I try to choke them back, but it's useless. I am useless against them.
They are beating me with ease.
On the way home this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I'll take the long way.
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