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She
Indeed a nymph
Seraphs carved the glymph
A graceful name was formed
Then the ménage was informed

Blossoming on her years
Learning how to fight her fears
Always fixing a broken heart
Such a rare piece of art

But no one knows
When night crawls and the wind blows
She’s trying to conceal all those tears
Glasses of whiskey and beers

A silent cold war
She’s wandering until she gets far
She’s currently living in a dome
Wish she finds her way back home

© Psycheangel17