Killing a man is like crashing a car.
Pick one with a sleek body;
hood not too low;
strutting like a deer;
out for a spin.
Acceleration = exhilaration.
No-one sees you break the law
speed limit
bones.
Tyres
scream
and the wreck leaks viscous fluid.
When you walk away
your feet won't touch the ground.
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