Golden girl please pause
your tears
Monsters feed off lonely
fears
So draw your lines in the
sand
When misery calls hold out
your hand
Create a list and cross off
names
You're never too old for
childish games
You can call it justice or
revenge
In your selfish name swear
to avenge
You've been done wrong and
that's clear
If life were good you'd not
be here
For this is earth and
nothing's fair
Except forlove, war and
despair.
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