I was once hit with a car,
A giant, speeding car.
After hitting me once,
It drove back
Just to hit me again,
Again,
Again,
And again.
The original impact,
It hurt like hell.
But then it drove away
And I simply got back up,
Walking as if nothing had happened.
And for the longest of time
I thought nothing really did.
But then, years later,
I started feeling the pain,
The pain from the aftermath
Of the collision.
And this time
It didn't feel like nothing happened,
This time I wasn't able to get back up
Or start walking again.
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Poems, I guess
PuisiA collection of self written poems, if they can be called that.
