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SHE
She kept herself imprisoned
By her own weakness and faults
Never coming out of her shell
Dreams became reality
Nightmares and daydreams cascade
Passing in and out of her starry eyes
Just try to touch the wing of this bird
She soars in higher flight
She ignores all that pass by
No nesting time pretty boy
Not a resting time pretty boy
No need to smile at her
She refuses temptation
Scares of scares mark a path
A path not taken lightly jokingly
Disgust folds her up into a cowering hound dog
Hunting dog
Bitch
Baptized witch
A killers gun kills the killer
Her thoughts sing out of tune
In your hours of rest
She will frighten you
With sick mutations of puss
Brain parts fall from her hands
Scratched
Do not bother her in darkened hours
She wants no lovers
She wants no friends
She wants only her dreams
And to die in soaring slumber imprisoned for eternity
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