Parking Lot

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I walk through a crowded parking lot

I see shiny cars and fancy rides

Listen to that engine purr

See me mesmerized by the way the tires spin

But there I am, busted and bent

Chipped and discolored

Sitting in what should be an empty space.

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Written December 4, 2008

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