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Careless Drivers سائقون طائشون

At 1,000 km/h, A careless driver flies like a bird Not caring about people's souls neither Any other souls, When it's clear, When it's snowing, and When it's raining He never cares, but speeding up With the wind, He does not look like anyone, To him, People's souls are valueless, He is fully insured and his car too, but He suddenly he crashes his car and He hits a wall, then He is pronounced dead at the car's accident Without any one's knowledge, and In a word, There was a careless driver who passed away Without any pretty mentioning to him.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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