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A feather scorned
I don't know where I am.
Where am I?
This place is so cold.
So much screaming!
Why am I here?
Who is doing this to me?
Why can't I move?
I feel so drowsy and sick.
I can't take deep breaths.
Why is this happening to me?
WHY ARE THEY SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!
What am I doing here?
Why are they screaming???
I don't remember coming here.
I don't remember anything.
I wake up to screaming.
What did I do?
Am I bad?
Do I deserve this?
Is this a dream?
AM I DREAMING!?
Please make the screams stop.
I smell death.
I'm so scared.
WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!
Where am I?
This place is so cold.
So much screaming!
Why am I here?
Who is doing this to me?
Why can't I move?
I feel so drowsy and sick.
I can't take deep breaths.
Why is this happening to me?
WHY ARE THEY SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!
What am I doing here?
Why are they screaming???
I don't remember coming here.
I don't remember anything.
I wake up to screaming.
What did I do?
Am I bad?
Do I deserve this?
Is this a dream?
AM I DREAMING!?
Please make the screams stop.
I smell death.
I'm so scared.
WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!
Published 14th Mar 2012
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14th Mar 2012 1:47am
Anonymous
14th Mar 2012 1:57am
I'd rather we greet, death can even have a seat, would you like to meet? I'm sure he'd be able to eat..
14th Mar 2012 5:29am
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