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Small

Slimy

Wet

Tasty worms

I can't help it

They are tasty and full of joy

I love crushing them with my feet

I love their hair in my teeth

Belly-deep to the brain

They consume fresh meat

The bodies are full of them

They smell like shit

Some like piss

Others like feces

I plunder them from corpses

And I eat them for breakfast

I can't contain them

They come out of every hole

From the mouth, from my anus, from my penis

I take pleasure or I'm dying

I don't go out from the room

Since how long?

They are in the room, in the fridge, in my body

"They found his skull full of worms..."