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The Day Uborka Died by Madeline PestolesiYou were there
For years.
Taking me everywhere I wanted to go.
Sometimes you complained
But in the end,
You always gave in
And did what I wanted,
And I appreciate it.
But today our friendship ended.
I killed you.
I smashed your 18 year old face
Into the back of a flatbed truck...
A truck too good for turn signals.
So now I must move on
From my first
Five speed manual love.
The only love I ever had,
That I killed,
And not the other way around. 04/22/2003 Author's Note: I totaled my car today and I am very sore, very bummed, and very bruised. Now that the initial shock is over, I'm pissed I have to find a new car. Grrrrrrr.
Posted on 04/23/2003 Copyright © 2026 Madeline Pestolesi
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