Impervious to the sharp broken glass under my feet.
Unaware of the burning heat.
A victim wrapped in a silk web.
An exquisite wreck, All priorities in check.
Changing position, quickly, run or listen.
Deciding on a mission.
Giving up half way, feeling sorry for yourself.
Help? I've tripped over myself.
Fill my head with inspiration.
My body's numb.
Fingers wrapped around the gun.
The farther and farther I run.
Blackout. A gunshot through the clouds.
Pull the trigger again, bullet to the head.
Standing, eyes searing in fury, undead, one thing you lack.
Not realizing all the knifes already in my back.
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