I sick of being dead. I can only come out at night. Or my pale - TopicsExpress



          

I sick of being dead. I can only come out at night. Or my pale greenish skin will stand out. Always worried about which way the wind is blowing, or else people will pick up on my stench. Sneezing up maggots. The parasite in my right lung twisting and turning for a few moments and then settling back in its place. But i still know its there. Always. How much longer will my flesh even last until the maggots reclaim it. There is a fountain that will bring me back to life
Posted on: Fri, 05 Jul 2013 04:49:44 +0000

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