***Draft. C.vs.S&W.***
Dusty road, wind howls and screams,
Faded dreams and rusted beams.
Sunset bleeding across the sky,
Whispers of who lives, who'll die.
His hand twitches, ready to fly—
Steel justice in the blink of an eye.
Colt 45, a legend in chrome,
Rival's gaze, cold as stone.
Hear the crowd's breath held tight,
Moment of truth in the dying light.
Smith & Wesson's threat disguised,
Two fates in the fire collide.
Sweat trickles beneath tattered brim,
Tension searing, dark and grim.
Peacemaker poised like a viper's bite,
Eyes locked, shadows ignite.
Old tales carved in the dirt,
Eternal dance, rhythm of hurt.
Win or lose, no time for regret,
Quickdraw's bloody silhouette.
Hear the crowd's breath held tight,
Moment of truth in the dying light.
Smith & Wesson's threat disguised,
Two fates in the fire collide.
Neuronchaser. No Time For Regret
© Copyright: Олег Крыжановский, 2024
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