Sickness Unto Foolish Death

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Posed in xnalara, rnedered in blender cycles


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That nurse came again today, to tell me I was too noisy.

When I made a little cut and pulled the scissors back, she gave an ugly howl.

I hated her ugly insides.

The things I like are much prettier.

Crushed insects, Torn hands, Wet red flesh, The loud scream before they go still...

These pretty things will disappear soon.

Everyone else collects things that they think are pretty.

The doctor told me that collecting things I like helps my illness.

So I collect these
pretty things.
Collecting more and more.

Unless I collect these things,
the inside of me---

(The letters after this are too messy to read.)