The impact. The after shock. I remember the crash, the horrible impact. In the steel and the metal God got me trapped. Wishing that half the things I tought i could say. I'm the serpant in the forbiden fruit tree. If I could be the rock bellow the dirt then I would finally be at peace. I was the tomb stone under the tree. Still rotting away but
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