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She broke all her homes
To keep her shell prim She ran from her loves To not lose her grace Men's lust was a backdoor To where she'd stay her She married a fool Because time fought back And within their sheets She'd remain untied Her body just yearned To deliver plump babies But when she embraced them They'd fall from her thoughts When their birthdays came She'd give them new toys While making them orphans By a look faraway Pillows of smog would grasp her escapes And choke her awakenings to all she could touch The day she died was the day they discovered She wasn't alive.
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