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[redsovinelove]

Everything was slow
The tires screeched in protest, desperate to stop
Metal scraped together with a horrifying ending
Our soft green Thunderbird had met its match
When it was finished
I crawled into the back seat and lay still
The car closed in on us as blood leaked from the cracks
Faces crowded around the windows in united shock
"There's a kid in there!" they screamed
Doors were pried open
Sirens called out in the distance
It took twenty seconds to happen
I wish it would leave me alone