''Hit and Run''
Illuminating shine casts shadows off my mirror.
Burning down the highway,the sirens I do hear.
I move slow as anxiety increases.
Scared to go forward a mangled truck in pieces.
May death not come today.
For this I can not bare.
The wrath of my ways,the law will make this fair.
Copyright © Kacey Greenlee | Year Posted 2011
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