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Iron Coffin

By Meeegan, Henderson, NV

50…60…70 mph
Winds rush but you can’t hear,
Over the screaming fans
Chanting your name in your head.

The new Tony Stark,
Super hero under a shield of electronics,
Brains that helped you get here,
And cocky instinct that keeps you here.

Deep breathe
Too much exhaust
You’re hurt
Will they win?

No where to hide
Stay and fight?
Or time to fly?

Rocket blasters!
Super speed

Black and white checkered flag
You lose
No red head with plastic double D’s
Just a crashed death trap and a second place trophy.

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