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Shattered Lives in the Fast Lane
Riding along
 The scandalous road
 Our cares in the air,
 Our dreams to explode.
 
 The joy of our youth
 Coursing through our veins,
 Our smiles shine bright,
 She takes the reins.
 
 The red car,
 Flies sixty per hour.
 Where did our childhood go?
 It wilted like a flower.
 
 The four of us laughing
 Having the time of our lives,
 We stare at each other,
 We've hit our stride.
 
 Hearts pump wildly
 Into the night,
 The parties beginning,
 Our thrill ignites.
 
 The sparkly parkway
 Goes on like a dream.
 Our cares free as birds,
 Our smiles beam.
 
 In our little red wagon
 Innocence fades away.
 Drinking by night,
 Hung-over by day.
 
 That one clear evening
 With the music blasting,
 The four of us hazy,
 Our good time ever-lasting.
 
 Driving blissfully
 Through the red light,
 Our lives were just beginning,
 Until that one cool night.
 
 Another vehicle 
 Following the law,
 Coming from the left-
 Was what none of us saw.
 
 Hands turning knobs
 Fingers pressing keys,
 Distractions abundant,
 In times such as these,
 
 The crack of a jaw
 The snap of a neck, 
 The impact of a crash
 Our lives no longer in check.
 
 Unconscious in the hospital
 With three broken limbs,
 My memories were scattered, 
 With the joy of our whims.
 
 I was the survivor
 Dead do to the strife.
 Why me. I wondered.
 Why do I deserve life

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Best of luck
It's vry true and extremely realistic
You phrased everything vry well
and got your point across! Great rhyme and flow! This poem should MOST def be in the magazine...it is a must read for many pple today! I'm glad more pple are writing about things like this rather than flowers and butterflies lol I wrote a similar poem called Death by Drinking but its not on the website yet.
But wow I'm vry much amazed with this poem!
Great job and keep up the good work!
Your talent shows! :)
 
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