im sick blown full of holes then congested heat and cold are my sun and moon the night and day a switch flippedv within seconds the whole nine yards\ but the only yards of mine are the tendrils of sickness laid out like racetrack down my tongue into my inner systems
im typing this in bed as i have tge flu or some *******. sorrin for spelling sand rttypos i cant thinkb straight how do you think i came up with this posm