Gnashing of teeth and gears and blood. Bent metal and broken glass, hands reaching for anything find nothing, fingernails torn from the roots, chewed limbs as though sent through a man-sized meat grinder.
Organs failing but not soon enough. Death takes its time.
Gossips are train wrecks waiting for a headline.
Gossips have empty lives they somehow need to fill, fill with pieces of other peoples lives.
Gossips are the wreck described above inside.
Pity them, do not despise them, they set traps for themselves everyday.
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