ACT I: HELL HATH NO FURY
(1922)
DYING IS AN ART, LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE.
I DO IT EXCEPTIONALLY WELL.
I DO IT SO IT FEELS LIKE HELL.
I DO IT SO IT FEELS REAL.
I GUESS YOU COULD SAY I'VE A CALL.
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HERR GOD, HERR LUCIFER
BEWARE. BEWARE.
OUT OF THE ASH I RISE
WITH MY RED HAIR
AND I EAT MEN LIKE AIR.
(SYLVIA PLATH)