They shall detain her From her joy. Shove her To the lands of vicious them. And then feed her to the beasts She will plead And hope, She will bleed. But they shall feed her to the beasts And when they hate, She’ll love When they hurt She’ll mend When they weep She’ll wipe But still, Somehow. Anyhow, They shall allow her life to the beasts “Sticks and stones will break me, bones But words will never hurt me.” She will say Cause their words, Their speech was her only anchor To becoming the weak Hopeless Void of her.
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