February 13, 2009
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A mere second passes
the car stops
The doors open and blood drops
They were afraid of this
The news hold a big fist
Rumors were they
Now they're not
The car is totaled
And her heart has stopped
A tolled mind was the cause
Twisted people in spit of it all
She ran away
No where safe
An open road gave her everlasting fate
No brakes, no cares, no worries
They drank and sped on by
While she lay there in pain
As her last images became the past
The news carries a big fist
Some true some not
Yet rumors can come true
Boastful I think not
The bow they all now reside
They now think about that night
And how that night and rumor
Changed every bit of their life

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