Friday, April 11, 2008

I don't sing.

A strange buzzing sound occupied her.She sang.She saw little ants crawling.They crawled all over her uncovered heart.They relished her flesh.She was still singing.Her blood wasn't very warm.She must have been cold blooded.The ants ate her dirty lungs.Her song wasn't over yet.

After a while her heart fell to the ground.The greedy ants licked the blood all around.
Her skinny body collapsed.The ants had her,skin to bone.There was nothing else that the ants could eat.The cold blooded woman,had little flesh.She was finished.then.
One ant asked the other ," Why wouldn't she stop singing? "

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