I saw a wreck once.
A car crash, not pretty.
Lots of blood,
lots of glass.
I saw it up close.
I found a coin once.
It came in some change.
It was rare, it was pretty.
I gave it away.
I met a man once.
A bad one, and handsome.
I made myself pretty
and pulled him in close.
I took a pill once.
It was red, it was pretty.
I took seven more.
Threw the bottle away.
I heard a voice once.
It was sweet, it was pretty.
I knew what was coming.
I knew it was close.