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Fireball Flames

Fireball flames before my stricken eyes,
Black smoke  billows  into clear skies.
Ears are numb,can’t hear the sound,
Debris floats to the ground,
Heart stops, Hell found,
Sick, I heave.
Heartfelt
Cry.
Why?
Wrenching,
Fear Crawling.
We edge closer.
Drunken driver kills,
Onlookers get their thrills.
That flaming car I know too well,
My sister Jane! God ! My niece Jo-elle!

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