Wonder if this living’s
Even worth the time that I’ve been given.
What if I’m on fire, but I can’t feel pain?
Every time I’m whittled,
Do I emerge?
Or do I die a little?
What if all the poisons
Settled into my brain?
About the Creator
Mama Magdalene
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