SHE

It’s a holy dark night, the city lights bright

Spreading love, a beautiful butterfly she is,

In her soft cocoon, she gets steeped,

Just like a ripped earthworm she is now,

Broken. Unmovable and Constant.

 

In the needles by the street, She sleeps

Spreading Smiles, a beautiful girl she is,

In her private parts, she gets ripped,

Just like a living corpse she is now,

Broken. Unmovable and constant.

 

Why is lighting steeped by those inhuman?

Bastards! While walking on the streets, what is she ripped for?

Brave. Strong and Amazing she is. She always is.

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