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Quick, the gun!

Running's supposed to get you somewhere.
Out of breath, going nowhere.
And guns shoot heads in
computer screens,
And paints blend out in
computer screens,
And cakes bake
in computer screens,
And bodies shake in  
computer screens.
 
Emptied out in
computer screens.
 
The blooming of a breakdown -
majestic, oh,  
romantic, cine
matic.
What have you  
learned about bleeding?
 
Getting,
getting in the meltdown,
holy!
Enjoy the motherfucking shitshow.
 
Written by thepositivelydark
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