Story Truth

Death by Ice

The morning sun was just rising
Darkness disappearing
And day soon to begin
The car ride seemed not to end
Snow was blistering and hiding the murderer
No warning to send
No one to show what’s to come
Making haste kills
Hope for only some
Ice shows itself and blood chills,
All too late
A truck with no hope
Guard rail hit and so did fate
Cross the lane and hope to cope
With the pain to come
And now you’re done

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