A shooting asterisk,
But truly a meteorite.
A girl, so callow and magnetic.
Subject to staggering dexterity,
A sheer Celtic star.
A girl, with a voice so comely.
A cub groped by it’s phartry,
With skeptical peers in decline.
A girl, with a life in the futurity.
With wounds so distressing,
They harm more than herself.
A girl, with wounds, self-inflicting
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