Fate Led Me Too It

sitting in the corner
surrounded by darkness
the light in her eyes
the heart full of hate

the single blade
the single vein
the single dropp of blood

that young boy
this young girl
that dreadful night

the screeching tyres
the shatter of glass
the night that boy left

the other car
the drunken man
the night he drove away

this young girl
this night
this night she joins him too.

poem by Charlotte Marie Peachey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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