Crash
Crash
Crunch
Slam
The sound of the car was the sound of my heart
My foot pushing on the brake was my mind pushing away reality
The tear falling from my eye was the naivety leaving my soul
In a split second
One crash
One crunch
One slam
I faced responsibility for the first time
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