I have birds on the head. Vulture
when they get tired of planning pose their hooves in my brain. And peck the brain mass, and then I see sparks in my eyes and a severe pain run through my chest.
The feel inside, do not let me sleep, eager to hear their screams when they see another of my brain cells die. And then again the outbreak, the fight for carrion.
The first gets the dead neuron. The other, driven by hunger and selfishness, they only live to tear my brain areas. I'm going to vomit
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