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Sirens all around

Chaos in its wake

Casualties lining up

Slowly slipping away

Never ceasing to stop

One by one they come

To carry them off

To safety they need

Voices sobing

Crying for help

Deserted ones lay there

Eyes open and unseeing

The last scene

Engraved into their souls

It takes just one

To cause such chaos

Regret washes over

As you look

At metal upon metal

Compacted against each other

You can't take it back

You can't fix it

If you slow down

And wach constantly

You can prevent it

Be careful

As you never know

What will happen.

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