ready set let's go running at the speed of light n sound like Lightspeed hyperactive over drive like han solo's millenium Falcon the. raster corrilian star ships with heavy fire. lasters my ego n nerves on shock like the rival here was Overthinking like captain Slick! Mr Spock. running faster the overload the charger a mustang a cheetah the fire burning within no stopping now no fire left to burn ashes cinters remember to train stay hydrated and power on power through I hope to see you in last place at the finish line best if luck ladies of Alorae as for the rest of you eat sand watsmoks eat dust the rest of you are sand n rust! I must win the must I'm running not for me for those that believed in me when I didn't even trust or believe in myself for them I'm running this race the Alorae girls got speed got like me demon powers were running I'm Doctor Morgue! those that come In tact with me!, suffer from my hands of death, Deathtouch death from above your mom... you talkinsmack you get smacked you poked the bear that woman over there her hest is out rather to revealing cheating like she did on her man in betting like a casino gamble gambling is life treating most. ashes line no time no life lines, Hortons coffee, Tim Hortons Mischa Barton on O.C. as Marissa Cooper! remember California is always fornicating formulating more plots plans ready to deploy operation remove self from USA , U.S.A. with Makin Canada fifty first state! they are all still hellbent on that! what a croak of rats eat that badmouths, big mouth puberty eats at the heart n soul leaves you in a cloud of dust feeling like old metal left to rust !, love is really dead punk rock in not you say so then your mind is rotten dead like the living dead thevryletyrn of the brainrot dead the brain-dead ego of the zombies of mindless sequels the point ego if the W.h.o. who who the fuck are you again? damn I ran back to the 80s song I ran from flock of seagulls back then they still had nerves and Gill and won it all they knew how to rock! talk and walk not eggshell tip tap tor like a bad game of tictacktoe what a lowblow waste of time like van Halen I'm running with the devil so far (@Alorae) I'm winning were winning and out smoking the evil ones let do this let run n msay the best runner win no hard feelings deal! demons rule ladies okay let your demon side run with the winds and unleash the inner fires burn all the winners n liars behind the screams of terror from those that sinned or thought of sins during this running track race are disqualified the end good race Alorae, Chopper, okay whose the hero the real hero here! okay Alorae we got this!...
