Her beauty bubble
bruised for her lust
some easement they require
her beauty they desire
thier last penny for her lunch
forced into sweet-tear-sodden slush
but she didnt give them much
sun-stripped perhaps, thier bones may later sing
or spell out some maglinant nemesis
pushed to the limits of revenging
elegantly she walked with pride
in wordless supplication
a lot she put to pain
A lot she put in vain.
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