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first to die before I can think.
you’re Steve Harrington, Scoops Ahoy king,
looping the killer like it’s an easy thing.
i’m screaming and swearing, full panic display,
you’re thinking “what the ♥♥♥♥ is she doing today?”
you carry the match, make it look like a sport,
while I die first… providing chaos and emotional support
I wish you all best!