The eyes flash here and there, People even stop to stare, the lonely life of me in the sky, for I am the stars that litter the black paper. But beware, we are not what you think, we burn bright, but dark inside. If you ever cross paths with me I swear, the next morning, nobody will find you anywhere.
I will pull you up with me, torturing you, beating you with glee, then desplay you, and dye your blood yellow, for you will be like me, a fellow 'star' in this bloody black bed.
O, the many places we go during the night, the earth, ever shifting, ever moving, ever spinning, we shine our fake colors to the world, before we take one person, and beat them to death, taking away their heat, to dot thier dyed blood all over the universe.
If we ever cross paths, know this, you will not wake up tomorrow, for we will take, slaughter, and show your remains, before the blood stains loosen, and we need another. Say goodbye, for this is your last day, any other words to say?
I am a very twisted person, this only scratches the surface, expect more.
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