Fear-clenched hands
Shield innocent eyes
The glass screams and shatters
Into a man that does the same.
Collision.
The two-ton beasts depart from one another,
Screaming,
Sliding,
Stopping.
You don't deserve it,
But you sleep so soon.
At least He gave you that.
At least He gave you the quiet, dark night.
We all will miss you.















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