There was a time,
when all things stood still.
no pin was droped,
no breath ever took.
The world didnt laugh,
didnt cry, didnt scream.
It all stood still,
with enough motive to kill.
One tear fell,
then two, then three.
A cry, a sob,
a flinch, a hit.
a car, a crash,
the licqor won.
Another innocent,
killed head-on.
A good girl killed,
a bad man spared.
No last words,
no final goodbye.
Her dying words,
“Tell him I love him”
The drunk driver was found,
and told of her death;
“Sir, your daughter says,
she loves you”
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