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[aid] => mick
[title] => More than an Influence
[time] => 2004-05-27 23:31:03
[hometext] => A product of being in MADD...
[bodytext] => His friends didn’t stop him, he thought it was no big deal But to me it was my world, as he got behind the wheel The engine started up, and he put the car in gear But it was now a weapon that he began to steer He had only had a few drinks, he thought he would be fine But between concentration and bad judgment there is a fine line He drove around a corner, and then took another turn He had misjudged how sharp it was, but it was too late to learn He slammed head on into a car when he drifted into the left lane His life changed forever in a moment of fear and pain His vehicle flipped over, spun, and landed on its side The air bag shot out, if not for his seat belt he would have died He lay unconscious for a while, till he awoke to flashing lights He could hardly remember what happened, like most nights Then he realized with horror, that he had crashed Thankful he was alive, his whole life had suddenly flashed He asked the paramedic about the other driver It was a teenage girl, they couldn’t revive her Tears flowed down his blood streaked face The consequences he could not erase Because of a decision he had cost a person their life The truth echoed in his mind, cut into his heart like a knife He was now a killer, because he had decided to drive away While under the influence, now he didn’t know what to say Because of him, I will never again see her smile I long to once more hold her hand in mine for awhile But I can only imagine her life as it was before Before it was stolen away, and her future torn No one should have to die so young Drinking is more serious than just having fun If you are drunk, find another way to arrive Friends don’t let friends drink and drive [comments] => 3 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 39 [informant] => fbijedi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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