A Glance at Death

November 20, 2008
By Teyana Dorsey, Saluda, SC

The glance of Red
Could that be my blood?
From when we wrecked
On that beautiful day.
A glance at death
It took my breath away
I wish I hadn’t passed out
But I couldn’t take the pain
I got shook up from me
Hitting the door,
The car swerved left then right,
Then the driver
Slammed on brakes
And it quickly turned
Next thing I know
I’m in a truck, car ,
Or should I say vehicle
With sirens, my heart then was
Corrupted but it could be repaired
By a single touch
Of love
Even thou I thought
I was dead.

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