Page 73 of Crank (Crank 1)


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from my heart.

Never could, Bree.

Never could.

And that’s what

I told her.

The monster rose up hard then,

hard in her eyes,

She looked like an animal,

crazy mad,

diseased.

Spit in every word,

she swore

she’d get back

at you,

at me.

Next thing I knew,

she was on the sidewalk below,

still,

except for the blood running

red from her head.

They say it was an accident,

she tripped,

or leaned over too far.

Crankin’, they said,

and she was.

Oh, yes, she was.

That’s what I wanna believe.

Maybe someday I can.

But right now I think something different.

I never saw it coming.

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