The Crash

July 20, 2011
We're cruising along and going too fast
What if our lives aren't going to last?
But hey look,isn't this a blast?Yet what if we go off the road in that ditch
And just like that the brakes scream in high pitch
My head thrusts into glass as we hit that tree
I'm covered with blood and cannot see
I can feel myself breathing
I can feel my life leaving
But a touch on the head
Keeps me away from going dead
Now I can smell the beer breath of my drunken dad
He gives me a kiss
With the last breath he ever had

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