The rush of blood in your ears
your heart is pounding
jumping from the bridge
or driving fast at 2am
playing chicken with a north-bound train
your head is buzzing
you can see lights out there in the darkness
the rush of death approaching fast
and out of control
the tidal-wave of release
when the danger passes
and your body has flown by
the end at the speed of sound
the sonic boom
still ringing in your ears
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