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Lethargy and Fevered Heart
So,
Can’t move at all. Ehn. Huurrrrgh.
God almighty, what is…?
Right,
No movement, fuzzy vision, eyes. Stuck in
Their sockets.
Can’t be bothered…
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The fforest is quiet at night.
The loudest sound is mmy tteeth chat-
Chattering as I shshshshiver through it.
A diseased heart, whwhich has diseased my own
And turned my inner civility
To feverish chaos.
So cold.
Sooo hot.
The treessss loom dark, alien sounds filter
Into my mind. I I I see dark on dark
And threatening branches
And leaves that were green in day
And look like gray nnknives in the
Torchlight. Threatening leaves.
vous savez
You made me feel a little sick just then.
=^.^=
I had strep throat two weeks ago.
Fever 107
ugh exactly how I felt.
I hope all is well my friend.
Wonderful write.
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Haha. I hate illness. I have
Haha. I hate illness. I have asthma and have been getting quite ill recently.
Thanks. Things are good, university life is keeping me busy - perhaps too much so, as all my writing effort these days goes into essays.
Cheers for your comments, good to hear from you ashes.
"Satellite's gone
up to the skies.
Thing like that drive me
out of my mind.
I watched it for a little while:
I love to watch things on TV." - Lou Reed