Keep her misunderstood like her poetry
Dance her soul with his mimicry
Stash her skin cause he loves her agony
Rip her eyes cause her wails sound like symphony.

Hanged broken chandeliers in her wooden trunk
Heavy ship brought her heart to be sunk
Trap her voice in his most hated jar
Let the whales sing in his ocean bar.

Does she loves two souls in one body?
She has never been so sure cause it's always thee
Wrap her, warm her in his coats during winter
Such impostor touch there'll be no hinder.

Her foolish mind still refuse to refrain
Instead she would just cries river amidst the rain
Her martyr throne built with iron mountain
Leave her rusted along with millennial pain.
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