Wailing – a juxtaposed woman
Supremely so we do know

The doctors have been calling, dragging her uncontrollable being to places where it will need to belong

Finding the time to handle her greedy greed
Harsh people really do not mean to be so very indistinguishably evil
A master
A trinity

A hiding imbecile – nocturnal by way of utter individuality

The continual illness and solitude affecting, defining, her solitary mind
Mind yourself, pretty little regrettable lady of mine – no-one can understand what they fail to stand up and to be counted for

I know
That you’ve been endlessly trying
And I am confident that they will regard you with time the way that you do deserve
Come with me now, please… change hands and dance til tantalised

Diamond teardrops midst listening, listless people

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