Last night I crashed.
Isn’t it funny.
The higher you are.
The harder you fall.
No one was home.
No one saw.
When the water burned.
Leaving trails of red.
I used to tell him.
Now he doesn’t care.
I think it scared him.
I can’t ask.
He’s gone.
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