A drunken night
A lover’s fight
A dark street with no light
Speed to fast to stop in time
A curve to sharp to keep in line
Fear floods the senses
Terror prickles the skin
A ditch, a tree
An ear piercing scream
No one around to witness
The terrible occurrence
Of two life’s cut short
Alone in the night
They go into the light
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