March 19, 2010
By heyyylacey BRONZE, Ormond Beach, Florida
heyyylacey BRONZE, Ormond Beach, Florida
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You told me everything would be okay,
As you slid the key in the ignition,
The alcohol made your reflex delay,
And we smashed into the expedition.

The road was covered in everyone's blood,
As our cars were moved away from the road,
I landed on my head with a loud thud,
A gruesome young death that I've been bestowed.

If only we made the simple smart choice,
We could have avoided this horrid mess,
I should have intervened and raised my voice,
I shouldn't have let these actions transgress.

Oh death how you've come at such a close date,
All because of your alcoholic state.

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Milo! said...
on Apr. 9 2010 at 12:15 pm
What a great piece. It’s so understandable. You made it really easy to see where you’re coming from. I hope you keep writing, because this is really good. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.

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