He slid to close in the dark steering away from a drift.
She waited quietly wondering if she should leave,
perhaps there was sickness and he took over someone’s shift.
He was careening alone in the night trying to weave
between the trees and ditches, the suffocating black.
She clung to her last cigarette.
Smashing and crashing to close to leafy attack.
Red tinged her cheeks, how could he forget?
God what he would do if he could just get some light!
leaving the path had been a mistake.
As the cliff came in view he held on tight.
The jerk was probably just a flake.
She disappeared down the street, cold and alone
He bled in the snow all night, cold and alone.
Please tell me what you think
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Wow sis.
The only word I can describe this with is epic.
I love how you made each stanza switch between characters.
I have never been able to do that and honestly im jealous.
Bloody good job sis.
Love
Bryce
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