A Journey With Death
It is getting dark...
When the destiny talks ....
We must hark...
Suddenly and quick..
Putting its mark...
.........
My car is fling in the air....
I`m losing my life..
Is that fair?
I have children ...
need my care..
The glass spreads...
every where...
.........
Nothing but silence...
A very deep one....
Where is my soul....?
Where have I gone?
.......
Now, I can`t breathe....
I can`t hear....
now I`m suffering...
I can`t bear....
......
Nothing but coldness...
coming from darkness....
flowing into my arteries...
........
silence...silence...silence
.........
She is blinking...
She is breathing....
No, she is staring....
......
A bright light.....
and fresh air...
That means that ....
I still here...
Lot of faces ...
with long hair....
I`m not bleeding!!!!
Is not that rare?
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