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Feb 2012
That day we argued and it got out of hand
driving to town in the car.
Will be something I never understand
it sadly went to far.
When we didn't stop at that red light
as the car took flight.

Hitting a motorbike turning on the side
coming to a violent stop.
Realising much later the rider had died
after crashing into a shop.
Both injured yet somehow survived
our futures not deprived!

Charges brought for dangerous driving
two years a small price.
Divorced our marriage you did forsake
you I couldn't entice.
Maybe the relationship had fallen apart
we had to depart!

The Foureyed Poet
Not the place to argue in a moving car! The Foureyed Poet.
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