Teen Poetry #5 |
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My Crash |
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lil_diabla New Member
since 2002-08-07
Posts 6Alabama, United States |
I left that night, Dressed for comfort, I bidded my parents bye, I was off to see friends. Going over the overpass, In my '93 Saturn, I was changing my radio station, When I looked up, I saw bright lights of a truck, Coming head on. Next I felt utter pain, And the coldness of metal, I was chilled in wetness, Through the racking of my mind, I was crushed in metal. Screams rang the air, The driver in the other truck, Awhile later I heard sirens, The crys had died off. I looked to see men, Tearing at the metal, Of my car, To get me out. When I was freed, A firefighter lifted me, In his arms and laid me on, The road. Chilled in wetness, I discovered my blood, The man's voice became distant, As his eyes filled with tears and he said, "Find out who this kid is, she is gone, call her parents". Why did I die? I have much to live for yet, Please tell my parents and friends, I love them, Since I did not take the chance. [This message has been edited by lil_diabla (08-07-2002 12:29 AM).] |
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Spine Grinder Senior Member
since 2000-10-28
Posts 1127Standing In Silence... |
i really liked this. good job. ![]() ~Ur feelings never change, u just learn 2 hide them~ |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Welcome to Passions... a good lesson, this, always make sure you let your loved ones know they are... |
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Lady In White![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Hello Jenny. Welcome to Passions! Please, check your E-mail for a Special Greeting! write with grace, all others lose face; |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
a very interesting read, made me think, anyway i will look forward to reading more of your stuff anya |
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Jenn Cirrincione![]() ![]()
since 2000-07-02
Posts 2107Fl |
Interesting and makes us all think. I read something similar to this once in another publication, only the driver was drunk. Sad really... Welcome to passions. Jenn Why is it that we are at our most ingenius only when trying to destroy the things that keep us alive and thriving? |
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