The Way I Die

This is the way I die, this is how it ends,

Going quickly, very quickly,

The road, coming toward me,

The Earth, with it's natural environment, taken by humanity,

This once beautiful meadow is now a striped line of cement,

These stripes, yellow and white,

These stripes save lives, these stripes take mine,

As I travel in the glorious evening,

A sound, a magnificent sound,

A smash, a crash, glass shattering, a thud,

The vehicle flips, again and again,

I join the foreign society as I hit the smooth pathway, again and again,

Death, all around, pain, agony,

I laugh when I can,

To think of such a sanguine theory,

To bring up such a macabre imagination,

That's okay, it's all over,

My skull, shattered, and my face, no where near,

My flesh on the runway, and my soul gone,

This is the way I die,

I can only choose to accept it.

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This was written by SuckItBleu77, based on a dream he had of his own death.

In the dream, a car crashes and begins to roll, Blu is thrown part-way out of the SUV's window as it flips, his upper chest and spinal base, along with his skull, hitting the concrete over and over. Truly sickening.

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