...aaaaah!! damn this crap imagine that running around the room trying to outrun the personal necromancers!

idiots!

trying to kill my already unlife

fools

lets take it to them and scare to death...

yaya!

anyway...

I am not scared but I am afraid
I am not in love but I hate
I am not in pain but I hurt

the ghosts of sabotage want to destroy me...!

I fight back and collapse for a minute I have things on my mind

thankyou necromantic death dudes....

I get to be sentimental

space was made by the things I love ...

therefore I need the same space to understand....

and after that I can meet the death and the life whenever they need me ...