| sirkempsalot ( @ 2006-03-31 11:26:00 |
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| Current music: | eighteen-twelve |
O carrion, who art no longer man,
Who will hence keep thee company?
Whatever issues from thy liquors,
Worms engendered by the stench
Of thy vile carrion flesh.
(AND)
the worms which devour cadavers do not come from the earth but from within the body
(AND)
i think, i think, i think o god is this what is happening to me?