A Brand New Delorean

Red
See the Rose petals that lay a path, never ending.
I’m sitting on a park bench,
Blue
Sky mixed with cotton ball white clouds make me smile.
Sit next to me …
I want to tell you all about my dream,
You were in it.

Traveling to escape the life

We live
In Strife ripe with
Rotten fruit
The apple falls on Newton

Take me back to a time when my Delorean
Was not rigged to defy the laws between space and time

Take us back to a future we know and love


Back To The Future

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