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Driving ninety down the road, tightly gripping the wheel,

Praying to God the end will come, the pain no more to feel.

Tears rolling down my face, the road is just a blur.

Just one bump or one flat tire, and no more thoughts of her.



Another memory, I punch the gas, speed gaining quickly now.

The corners coming, I'll never make it, but I do somehow.

Just let me die, I scream out loud, just let me fucking die!

Do I have to pick the tree myself, I say as I wipe my eyes.



The car screams on, gaining speed, towards my destiny.

My mind drifts away, I smile wide, as her face I see.

For the next few moments, all the days and happy times we shared.

Flash before my eyes, and what was fear, leaves and I'm no longer scared.



It's then I know how much she meant, and how much I will miss,

The sound of her voice, the taste of her lips, the ones I used to kiss.

But just then, my tires slip, and I find my tree,

I blow a kiss goodbye, one last gasp, and no more pain for me.