Accident
As it was, it is hard.
She, black butterfly.
After she fell on hood
Turning left, turning right
Neck was bolt and head nut.
While turning I hit her
Jumped out to comfort her.
Went and called 9-1-1
Came police and fire
Ambulance
She was sent for check up
Mount Sinai Hospital
Who was she?
Where is she?
Whoever, wherever
I feel that accident
And tough id as it was
It burns deep in conscious!
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