She feels intensely alone
Reduced to pathetically shaking in the car
Feelings bottled,
corked with naivety for too long
Wants some sort of release,
but she can't even cry
Just shivering, shivering
Street lights amble by
Intermittently revealing her trembling hands
Her face is a cadaverous shade
under the fluorescent glow
Driving automatically,
her destination's no longer in mind
Occupied by only a question
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