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the dark side of the female heart

11 October 1986
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25 year old sensualist and eccentric gypsy.

"people die. it's hard to imagine for a kid like me. they die and we put them in the ground. like flowers." - robin, The Path

"They thought death was worth it, but I
Have a self to recover, a queen.
Is she dead, is she sleeping?
Where has she been,
With her lion-red body, her wings of glass?

Now she is flying
More terrible than she ever was, red
Scar in the sky, red comet
Over the engine that killed her ----
The mausoleum, the wax house."
~From "Stings", Sylvia Plath