Inflorescence

GANGSTA: INTRODUCTION

If you're really gangster, then stop me with your gun.
Don't hide behind your million dollar Porsche,
Come out here and face me with all your force.
Don't chicken out now, because that wouldn't be fun.

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THE ONSLAUGHT BEGINS WHEN SHE STEPS OVER THE LINE.
She's had enough of his empty threats.
She's more powerful than his bullets.
She charges forward and laughs as his gun clicks.
It's empty, just like his mind. And his chance of winning.
Before she can launch herself at him, a chicken fires infront of her.
It knocks her off course long enough for him to escape.

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BUT IT WON'T BE THE LAST TIME THEY SEE EACH OTHER.
Deep in the depths of midnight, they meet again.
Not by chance, but by fate alone.
The chicken may be long gone, but their resentment remains,
But who's going to win or lose when they have nothing left to gain?

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"WHO'S GOING TO SETTLE THE SCORE, OR IS IT WORTH SETTLING AT ALL?"

"We've come so far." She says. "It would be a shame to end it now."

Dillemmas are never easy to solve, especially ones will no logical beginning.
The winner is losing and the loser is the one who wants to be winning.
But in the end, does it all really matter? A life lost is a future foregone.

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BUT AGAIN......
EVERYONE ACTS
CRAZY NOWADAYS
SO IT'S HARD TO BE SANE.
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SO.. DO WE DIE TO LIVE,

... OR DO WE LIVE TO DIE?

OR DOES IT REALLY MATTER IN THE END?

IS IT UP TO US TO EVEN DECIDE?

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We have finally reached the EDGE.
The END of the page.
No-one won, so the fight didn't matter.
Life moved on and ... the cycle began again.

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I GUESS THAT IN THE GRAND SCALE OF THINGS:
TWO DEAD BODIES DON'T MATTER IN THE LONG RUN.

Nothing's going to change.
It's all predestined.