He drives, she smiles,
Too fast by 30 miles.
Skid marks, screaming,
Must be dreaming.
Headlights, rain pours,
Tree dents the doors.
Slam, hit the tree,
Off the road, can't breathe.
Heart beat, he's gone.
What has she done?
She weeps, they stare.
Can't breathe this air.
Flashbacks, the crash,
Car's a pile of ash.
Lawyer, the court,
Evidence to sort.
Tree, skids, the car.
She wishes on a star,
"From this dream may I awake,
If only for my love's sake."
She cries her tears,
No one knows her fears.
Now she will live in pain.
May not stay sane,
For much longer.
Confusion sits among her.
Forever more, she's lost,
Feelings are tossed.
No reason to go on.
All hope is gone.
No use to defend.
This is her end.















Comments
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"To live a creative life, we must first lose our fear of being wrong."
very nice.
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"O' er azure skies
And emerald plains
Where freedom and justice prevail
With courage and strength
Well fight to the end
For liberty in our land"
Usean National Anthem
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