Kicked out of a car, going 60 down the road

I'm hurt, and any movement I make brings me to agony

So I lay in the middle of the road, praying someone sees me

Finally the pain consumes me, it is too much, all goes black

As I lay, I see a whirlwind of ecstasy and nirvana

I became dizzy, but at the same time, I was overwhelmed

And then, before I could approach it, it disappeared

As I awoke, sirens filled the air with noise, and I was taken away

I can only hope, that I will see it again.

The End

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