She cuts her soul into pieces now !
letters, stitched to raven's heart;
gone for the heights of sky top,
some verses erotic, some spotty,
some sad, gloomy and just numb,
young, just in her menstrual cycle's,
of mind games, jealousy & hatred;
her idea's suffer her ideals cradles,
and teeth's bite jaws like her smiles,
she's a lost soul in a fast lane bus,
her radio signals reaches no hearts,
phoenix; her spirit is her lost door's,
tiny desk with scissors blunt lines,
she cuts her soul into pieces now,
she's a mom, a sister, a lover, a friend,
she cuts her soul into pieces now !
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