Rare

 Owns a rare car cause is a rare person apparition. 

Rarely seen, as phantoms often aren't. 

Ghost rider fast and free many a mountain to drive over the clouds. 

Rare that I knew about you, even rarer that I turned out the same. 

It's rare to not blame. 

Your rare is your behind padded, soft and has a shit tunnel several football fields long  away, that  leads to acid. 

Its a rare emotion, true acceptance of lingering deaths devotion. 

If it's so rare, why does it seem to always happen to you. 

That unheard of, that unthinkable, that brick wall. 

That testament to the eminent, the empty ness  of it all. 

Mag up your wheels, round the clock girl, polish up your old solid body.

It's  time to look dam fine as your driven through the dimensions where there are no lines. 

One rainy day soon you will pull up open the door and drive me into the mist. 

Rare indeed that kind of love. 

​​​​​​A moral not mortal  survivalist throughout the heartbreak of being each other's ghost.