sol is sad

To humans I am refered to as Jae. In this sad exsitance called humanity I am in the form of a teenage girl.

I am the disapointment you don't want your kids to grow up to be.
A depressed teenager with very few aspirations, a being whose morbid reality is constant images of fresh gore and sodomy.
Someone who knew how to tell if someone is dead before she knew how to count to three.
Someone who would ultimately do the world better if she was aborted before her seed was routed.
In other words, a girl who is truely better off



A small poem by yours truely.

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