Warning: Implied violence
Hear the glistening stars
Riding down the path
Dark, twisted and turning
And running and running and running
Scuttle through the glitter and glam
Watching the world in a blur of moments
As the bullet bites the dust
And the head falls apart
The body follows
As the legs shut down
And the stars stop running
And running
And running.
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