When a Taxi Driver saved my life (Remove filter)
Traumatised
Yellow cab door opens for me
country music fades into Vegas blues
crazy bastard plays a different tune
splattering automatic bloodpath death to all
body count rises running targets fall
I watched helpless waiting to die
The Taxi Driver says - - - it's time to go
Thursday 5th October 2017 3:16 pm
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