Car Crash
Broken glass, oil puddle
smell of gas, my brain is muddled
On my knees and I feel dead
Why’s there blood on my forehead?
Sirens blaring, can they come faster?
Ears are ringing, my head really hurts.
So I lay down, head on my arm
Safe and sound, out of real harm
Need some rest, I don’t feel so well
I’m such a mess, hope no one can tell.
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