Tuesday, December 05, 2006

sonnet number one

She lays there, helpless, surveying the scene
Sudden thoughts of death arise in her mind
Wondering how, what does this all mean?
The flashing lights, the rain, she feels blind.

Her heart is racing, she feels so alone
Finally, a familiar face shines through
The face is a relief, very well known
Shock sets in, her luck is overdue

Her view becomes foggy, much like a dream
All the lights and sounds become a background
Containing emotions, she wants to scream
Distraught about the car, her tire is found

She has just cheated death, and is thankful
Although she feels absolutely disgraceful.

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