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the kingdom of life and deathtwo weeks ago i threw a stone
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at the water and watched it skip three times, thinking
it will never do to grow old and content.
somewhere beneath this river
there is a castle built from stones i've thrown,
and all of the fish are kings and queens.
they've never been asked about their royal decrees.
no one has ever wished them a happy birthday.
they reign over the kingdom of life and death, and even the river
refuses to stop and mourn them when they go.
one week ago i found a moss-covered stump,
and instead of crying, i counted its rings.
if you were to cut me crosswise, i don't know
what you'd find. perhaps severed arteries
pouring out gold and poetry,
ancient cave paintings splashed across my vertebrae,
or the secret to immunity brewing
in the cauldron of my hips.
maybe you wouldn't find anything.
i cannot grow rings, after all,
and i am no queen.
today, to celebrate my birthday,
i will head down to the river with a saw
slung over my shoulder and
chop down a t
Who is this?Who is this?
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She's a confused soul,
She doesn't understand herself,
She feels lonely,
When no one talks to her.
She's scare of so many things,
But people see,
A girl who doesn't show her emotions much,
Yet she is fragile,
And gets hurt too much.
She is a lost soul without her friends.
I have lived with her for years,
I am her soul.
But this girl,
She hates to hurt others
And defends her friends,
Her name is Elizabeth,
And I will continue living within her,
Until the day she cannot support me any longer.
I only wish
She does not die
With no one by her side.