Thursday, February 18, 2010

alsdk;fh.

The driver was blinded,
By things on his mind,
And he was unaware,
Of what his actions were worth,

as he crashed into her.

She rewinds, in her mind,
A blurred conception of time,
When it comes to this moment,
tracing back to her birth.

notnearlyfinishe.d

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