Twenty Two - Crashed

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Fire. Its burning, consuming everything in its path, everything you've once known.

Broken glass, scattered everywhere, blurring your vision. It pierces skin, drawing blood, sending that all familiar pain through your body.

Metal screeches as all you thought was yours, comes to a halt. Cracks on concrete and asphalt as you struggle to discern what is right from what is wrong.

The metallic taste of blood fills your mouth as your eyes and heart deceive you. You don't even know who is fake or who is real.

  You should be ashamed, you caused this, this is all your fault.
But yet, you don't care.

You selfishly crawl away, without even looking behind you to check the damage. You scream, you shout for help, but deep down you know you wouldn't lift a finger if someone needed your help.

That's just the type of person you are. You told me you loved me, but instead you hurt me.

It was only a matter of time before you crashed.

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