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--Drive Safe! --I will! The words are said without a thought No meaning given to the promise --I will! Hands at 10 and 2 Shift to drive Turn right toward school --I will!
“Where you at?” sails through the air Approaching 4G speed A varied vibe and patterned pulse Illuminates the screen The familiar buzz that grabs the brain
Put Down the Gun You know something completely safe If trained and used right Or something dangerous that might end a life So put down the gun You think I'm crazy You're driving you say
It happens so fast, you hardly can explain, the lights begin to flash and then comes to pain
I feel something warm and wet sliding down my face I want to sit up, but I seem to be stuck in place I've never imagined such a blinding pain The cool ground beneath me is keeping me somewhat sane