Wish you'd paid attention
When you slammed into that tree
Trapped,
In pain, and bleeding.
Plans of life receding.
Feeling cold,
Breathing's slow,
Alone!
Depressed,
Subconscious warning,
A blackness
Inside your head.
Talk,
Cry,
Tell a Friend,
Live
No use in dead.
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