Her cleverness I used to laud;
Whilst learning the brain is hacked
Its rare to find such a broad,
Owns a heart that is intact
.
She's a prey of souls fraud;
Now she's a talented mime
Her shady shows, I applaud,
Spirits are filled with grime
.
You must accept the fact,
That I never split a pact
"I used to get hurt" I say;
Hoping to recover the other day
.
Wreckers of mates' compact
have thrown me in slime
Cession to evil they enact;
This aint the end, it's just the prime
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