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Poem One-Hundred-Ninety-Six
At age four, I was your little playfriend;
At age four, I was the new little girl in your neighborhood;
At age four, I was the one that followed you home that day;
At age four, I was the one your mother called 'bloody adorible';
At age four, I was the one who secretly stole your favorite stuffed animal;
At age four, I returned it the very next day because I didn't want you to cry;
At age four, I remember holding you when your father was fatally wounded;
At age four, I couldn't play with you after your mother took her own life;
I was a day from five when you ran away,
And no one knew where you went;
At age nine, I was put in a private school;
At age nine, I wasn't trusted to be alone by myself;
At age nine, I had tripped my uncle down the stairs;
At age nine, I had taken a gun to school;
At age nine, I had shot my bully in the mouth;
At age nine, I was dreaming about suicide;
At age nine, I was placed in a psyciatric, POW asylum;
I was a day from ten that night that I forgot,
You ever existed;
At age nineteen, I learned to fluently speak New Japkorchin;
At age nineteen, I learned that the police were not just people;
At age nineteen, I seen the bodies in the streets;
At age nineteen, I was rounded up with other girls;
At age nineteen, I was introduced to the Breaking Room;
At age nineteen, I was given a Pleasure License;
I was a day from twenty that I was tainted for the first time,
And all I could think of was you;
At age thirty-two, I chewed off a alleyman's cock;
At age thirty-two, I was on the run from the law;
At age thirty-two, I was a free woman for six weeks;
At age thirty-two, I felt what it was like to run, untracked;
At age thirty-two, I felt the bite of a shell for the first time;
I was a day from thirty-three when I was,
Taken in for sentencing;
At age fifty-seven, I was labelled 'dangerous';
At age fifty-seven, I had already killed seventy-seven people;
At age fifty-seven, I learned to accept the name "Big Dog";
At age fifty-seven, I was transfered into a new prison system;
I was a day from fifty-eight when I was introduced,
To the gang I would die with;
At age seventy-nine, I escaped from the unisex prison;
At age seventy-nine, I was expected to be a traitor to my gang;
At age seventy-nine, I led an external raid mission against that prison;
I was a day from eighty when I managed to release all inmates,
And I led my people into uncontrolled homeland;
At age ninety-three, I remembered you for the first time in so long;
At age ninety-three, I was the mind of a dozen resistance militia plans and tactics;
I was a day from ninety-four when you were brought to me,
Beaten and bloody, an enemy soldier;
At age ninety-four, I signed the papers for your release;
I was a day from ninety-five when I fought for your freedom,
And managed to win it for you;
I was a day from one-hundred when my forces managed to finally
Win back our homeland from the New Japkorchin;
I was a day away from one-hundred and one when you were finally
Allowed to see me on my deathbed;
I had just turned one-hundred and one when our defenses fell
And the foreigners fell back onto our lands;
I had just turned one-hundred and one when my base was raided,
And I decided that today wasn't a good day to die;
At age one-hundred and two, I was captured and prepped for 'execution';
I was a day from one-hundred and three when you decided
You were done running from what was chasing you;
At age one-hundred and three, I was experimented upon by scientists and doctors;
At age one-hundred and three, I was a mystery to them;
I was a day from one-hundred and four when I was identified and labelled
As an anomaly called "The Slowly Dying" in New Japkorchinese;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I was brought near death;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I was pushed away from life by them;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I had been in captivity for sixty-four years;
I was a day from one-hundred-sixty-eight when I nearly gave myself
Up to them, with their needles and pain;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was officially New Japkorchin's pet;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was told my home country was gone;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was paired into a breeding system;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was treated like an animal;
I was a day from one-hundred-seventy-one when I was impregnated
By my first mate, the Dictator of New Japkorchin;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I looked as I had when I was nineteen;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was forced to abort my child;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was told to create a son for my husband;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was beaten and tortured into obedience;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I learned that most of my gang wasn't found;
I was a day from one-hundred-seventy-two when I learned that you have
Also been unaccounted for; I feared you had passed away;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I was mother to four sons;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I wasn't able to ever see them;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I am now restrained during intercourse;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I know my memory is slipping;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I laugh at my memories, drugged;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I have been turned into an obedient little bot;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-five when you managed to
Sneak inside my chambers while I was empty and unseeded;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I gave birth to your child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I was surprised by my child's eyes;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I nearly let them take him from me
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I refused their order to release my child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I brutilized seven nurses;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I murdered three doctors;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I slaughtered four guards;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-six when walked out of
That birthing room with our son;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I was hiding out under New Japkorchin;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I struggled to find food for our child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I was renamed the Sewer Dog;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I nearly took up cannibalism;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I decided to change my mind;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I knew I was mentally slipping;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I had left our child alone to hunt;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I cried for the first time in over a century;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-eight when I left out sons corpse
Down in the sewers, nameless, skinless, motherless;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I refuse to be found by anyone;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I try to force myself to forget about you;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I realize I just want to see you;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I realized I was being ignorant;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I contacted one of my new militia's;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I didn't allow you to know;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I constructed a mission in New Japkorchin;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I left you a note just before we headed out;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I killed my militia to prevent them from being taken;
It was the day of my two-hundred-and-thirtyeth birthday when I
Finally forgot about you.
At age four, I was the new little girl in your neighborhood;
At age four, I was the one that followed you home that day;
At age four, I was the one your mother called 'bloody adorible';
At age four, I was the one who secretly stole your favorite stuffed animal;
At age four, I returned it the very next day because I didn't want you to cry;
At age four, I remember holding you when your father was fatally wounded;
At age four, I couldn't play with you after your mother took her own life;
I was a day from five when you ran away,
And no one knew where you went;
At age nine, I was put in a private school;
At age nine, I wasn't trusted to be alone by myself;
At age nine, I had tripped my uncle down the stairs;
At age nine, I had taken a gun to school;
At age nine, I had shot my bully in the mouth;
At age nine, I was dreaming about suicide;
At age nine, I was placed in a psyciatric, POW asylum;
I was a day from ten that night that I forgot,
You ever existed;
At age nineteen, I learned to fluently speak New Japkorchin;
At age nineteen, I learned that the police were not just people;
At age nineteen, I seen the bodies in the streets;
At age nineteen, I was rounded up with other girls;
At age nineteen, I was introduced to the Breaking Room;
At age nineteen, I was given a Pleasure License;
I was a day from twenty that I was tainted for the first time,
And all I could think of was you;
At age thirty-two, I chewed off a alleyman's cock;
At age thirty-two, I was on the run from the law;
At age thirty-two, I was a free woman for six weeks;
At age thirty-two, I felt what it was like to run, untracked;
At age thirty-two, I felt the bite of a shell for the first time;
I was a day from thirty-three when I was,
Taken in for sentencing;
At age fifty-seven, I was labelled 'dangerous';
At age fifty-seven, I had already killed seventy-seven people;
At age fifty-seven, I learned to accept the name "Big Dog";
At age fifty-seven, I was transfered into a new prison system;
I was a day from fifty-eight when I was introduced,
To the gang I would die with;
At age seventy-nine, I escaped from the unisex prison;
At age seventy-nine, I was expected to be a traitor to my gang;
At age seventy-nine, I led an external raid mission against that prison;
I was a day from eighty when I managed to release all inmates,
And I led my people into uncontrolled homeland;
At age ninety-three, I remembered you for the first time in so long;
At age ninety-three, I was the mind of a dozen resistance militia plans and tactics;
I was a day from ninety-four when you were brought to me,
Beaten and bloody, an enemy soldier;
At age ninety-four, I signed the papers for your release;
I was a day from ninety-five when I fought for your freedom,
And managed to win it for you;
I was a day from one-hundred when my forces managed to finally
Win back our homeland from the New Japkorchin;
I was a day away from one-hundred and one when you were finally
Allowed to see me on my deathbed;
I had just turned one-hundred and one when our defenses fell
And the foreigners fell back onto our lands;
I had just turned one-hundred and one when my base was raided,
And I decided that today wasn't a good day to die;
At age one-hundred and two, I was captured and prepped for 'execution';
I was a day from one-hundred and three when you decided
You were done running from what was chasing you;
At age one-hundred and three, I was experimented upon by scientists and doctors;
At age one-hundred and three, I was a mystery to them;
I was a day from one-hundred and four when I was identified and labelled
As an anomaly called "The Slowly Dying" in New Japkorchinese;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I was brought near death;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I was pushed away from life by them;
At age one-hundred-sixty-seven, I had been in captivity for sixty-four years;
I was a day from one-hundred-sixty-eight when I nearly gave myself
Up to them, with their needles and pain;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was officially New Japkorchin's pet;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was told my home country was gone;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was paired into a breeding system;
At age one-hundred-seventy, I was treated like an animal;
I was a day from one-hundred-seventy-one when I was impregnated
By my first mate, the Dictator of New Japkorchin;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I looked as I had when I was nineteen;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was forced to abort my child;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was told to create a son for my husband;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I was beaten and tortured into obedience;
At age one-hundred-seventy-one, I learned that most of my gang wasn't found;
I was a day from one-hundred-seventy-two when I learned that you have
Also been unaccounted for; I feared you had passed away;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I was mother to four sons;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I wasn't able to ever see them;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I am now restrained during intercourse;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I know my memory is slipping;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I laugh at my memories, drugged;
At age one-hundred-eighty-four, I have been turned into an obedient little bot;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-five when you managed to
Sneak inside my chambers while I was empty and unseeded;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I gave birth to your child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I was surprised by my child's eyes;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I nearly let them take him from me
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I refused their order to release my child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I brutilized seven nurses;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I murdered three doctors;
At age one-hundred-eighty-five, I slaughtered four guards;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-six when walked out of
That birthing room with our son;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I was hiding out under New Japkorchin;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I struggled to find food for our child;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I was renamed the Sewer Dog;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I nearly took up cannibalism;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I decided to change my mind;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I knew I was mentally slipping;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I had left our child alone to hunt;
At age one-hundred-eighty-eight, I cried for the first time in over a century;
I was a day from one-hundred-eighty-eight when I left out sons corpse
Down in the sewers, nameless, skinless, motherless;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I refuse to be found by anyone;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I try to force myself to forget about you;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I realize I just want to see you;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I realized I was being ignorant;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I contacted one of my new militia's;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I didn't allow you to know;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I constructed a mission in New Japkorchin;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I left you a note just before we headed out;
At age two-hundred-twenty-nine, I killed my militia to prevent them from being taken;
It was the day of my two-hundred-and-thirtyeth birthday when I
Finally forgot about you.
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