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Dead in Headlights
Contributed by
LevyMetal
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Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 07:59:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Three seconds left... My keys of independance stay in my clasp A machine named "monster" pulls up fast Once an innocent task turns terribly wrong I wink at my fellow walking witnesses looking on My face in the grill I dont dare put up a fight, Caught in headlights on a stormy night.
Two seconds left... Gushing wind cradles my spit-angered panic A phobia called "four wheels" driven by a hispanic Colliding with concret now rocks in my mouth Laid in shock with my own blood all around Excuses, "no english", driving away dont make it right Alone in headlights on a stormy night
One second left... Unmotivated to budge, I cant hear the sirens creeping nearer Though I dont see much at the moment, its the first i've seen things so clear I pick out the peices of an unavoidable injury Then search for my purse and call up an attorney Blessing in disguise makes me thankful for life Dead in headlights on a stormy night
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LevyMetal
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2005-05-09 19:59:01] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Dead in Headlights
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 08:06:23 PM AEST (User
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This is a very good poem. |
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Re: Dead in Headlights
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rikki on
Thursday, 16th June 2005 @ 11:23:32 PM AEST (User
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I can't stop reading your work. It's amazing.
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