Maggots Blisters ache, they throb, and they scar. I scratch. My skinless flesh leaksĀ pus and blood. Maggot infested are these wounds. And my heart. With lipless lips I whisper to her; "Take it!" - F H Hakansson
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Maggots Blisters ache, they throb, and they scar. I scratch. My skinless flesh leaksĀ pus and blood. Maggot infested are these wounds. And my heart. With lipless lips I whisper to her; "Take it!" - F H Hakansson