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Chamber by Slaya aka The Opal Jade
What day is it today?
I don t remember. I don t know. There s noone here to tell me.
I don t think I even care.
It doesn t matter to me what day it is. I am dead as a living being can be, more.
I have a damn hole in my chest. And I lack one of the most important organs. The heart. I don t feel it here, I don t feel it tick.
How I would like to breathe again. The air filling my lungs. The sweetest love I could ever taste. I wish I could feel.
Can i feel?
My body s dead. There are no hormones in it to force me feel something for someone.
I wish I could feel love. But I m afraid to. I m so ugly that I m afraid to look at anyone. Or the idea of me being kissed, being with someone…..
I better not go that way. Those things don t happen to people like me. To mutants like me.
I wish I could talk. With my mouth, not with my mind.
But i can t. My mouth is gone, blown up.
Will the pain never end?
Will I ever reach for….never mind.
It won t ever happen to me.
