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The short history of a shooting star

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Why am I supposed to talk if I have nothing to say? I asked God one night when I was hopelessly praying to him, but the sky doesn't answer back. It had the same expression as always, the clouds only masking what's hidden behind and the stars you can only see when it's past the bedtime.

  Why am I supposed to talk if I have nothing to say? I ask myself but I'm nothing better than the empty sky. I can't answer the question either so I'll let the prose I wrote down here speak for me.All Rights Reserved

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Woman of The Apocalypse

I had an ego the size of a planet. At least since I was three, I hid my shyness and general utter misanthropy for the human race under a crappy braggadocio and pomp that would make even the devil blush if I carried through with it into my 20s. Pathetic, really. Then again, at the age of three I still hadn't formulated my personality yet. I didn't even know if I had one, though I did know for one thing that I was an ill-tempered little brat...I didn't know what the future would clasp in its lying, damning claws or what beautiful dead person would catch my eye (was it the other way round? I wasn't sure...). Here's what I can remember up to this point anyway.