Entirely abstracted – a work of art
In nymph-like form, all skin, bones, and broken heart
Sadistic of nature but it’s self-directed;
She created a wall but left it undefended
And as the mortar crumbles down, she’s suddenly
A raven – and she’s free – from the advances of men
All that was ever wanted was love and peace, it’s a shame
This is Shakespeare’s lost tragedy
As wings of flight unfold the world, she’s happy,
Only to be dragged to earth,
By the savage trickster, that bane of men,
Reality, and Physicality
His only friend
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