Car Crash | Teen Ink

Car Crash

September 23, 2007
By Anonymous

Radio blaring
Your face stains
the reflections of my
rearview mirror.
Get out.
The memories,
unwanted,
cloud my vision
like the fog kissing
the ground.
I veer left,
you go right
Brakes screeching
Abrupt halt.
You've disappeared
and I'm left mangled
in the ruin you left
behind.


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