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I wonder why i am still alive
as i go for one last drive
i see a car heading toward me
now my death is all that i can see

i swerve the car so the crash looks unplanned
now my death looks like its in the other drivers hands
he swerves and hits a tree
then jumps out his car to attempt to rescue me

but its to late
for i already have met my fate

*another shit as poem*