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Cold Stop
The wind blows as it snows and the grass has froze and I cant feel my toes as im wiping my nose,
The highest level of heat was chose and the warmth of my clothes I suppose is the reason my eyes are on the road,
Below my phone glows and shows the message wrote my attentions diverted low and it feels as if time suddenly started to slow,
My fingers poked at numbers to unlock the code and clicked on the texting mode and began to respond no,
vastly people have sadly asked what the question had asked me, that memory’s in the past see if I could I would answer gladly,
I hope its meaning surpassed the event that began happening hearing the sounds of scratching on the street that was paved last week,
I heard a car crashing into the back of my chassis Lights had started flashing and I watched as the cars passed me awed at inverted gravity and the Unfolding tragedy,
I could hear the ceiling vastly begin clashing with the ground causing the windows cracking seeing the glass attacking causing my blood gashing and my body still lashing,
The car hits a boulder and ends the painful coaster but its not yet over the car catches fire and I have a broken shoulder,
I felt thrashed by a bulldozer and saw my wounds exposure Adrenaline took over so for a moment I was kosher and I crawled to the door I remember to be closer,
My hand feels snow as im noticing its colder than being in the car which was warm like a toaster and I move my hand over to see I had crushed a clover,
I said to god I was a voter I never had played poker not a smoker not a boaster always used a coaster small jokester moreover im mediocre so to him I asked for closure

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