Driving to DeathA Poem by Grey EvanescentShe drove 270
When she turned 180 Her Volkswagen was tumbling On a busy city And she was suddenly flying On an endless galaxy. Her years she spent cutting her wrists seems to fade away with the screams and sirens. She would have wanted to say she was happy but she couldn't deny that she was guilty and unsatisfied. © 2017 Grey EvanescentAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGrey EvanescentHilongos, Leyte, PhilippinesAboutHi! I'm Evanescent Grey! I'm 15 years old I love~ reading and writing (isn't that obvious?)(Stop talking to yourself)(Whatever) I also love math and philosophy. I'm a biiiig fan of anime it has .. more..Writing
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