Personal Poem
Every day I become more like me.
I’m about to be killed, right?
damaged persons never forgive(n) - ?
More on this theme later.
Your money will run out before
your life, making suicide
unnecessary. In the mean time,
don’t touch me I’m radioactive
with a half-ass life
60 million years.
Lilith talks death and shunning with Uncle John
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Lilith and I walked to the entrance to the Temple this morning to see Uncle
John. Uncle John is younger than I am, but after he started calling me
aunty a...
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