Dusty frail blonde hair

Hands raised to the sky

Fire shoots around her soul

Yet nobody asks why.

 

Veils keep people at a distance

Anger does the rest

Vigilance is so uncommon

They confuse it as a test.

 

They say she lived life angry

Say she lost the bet

A simple little reminder

That what you give is what you get.

They say she lost her mind that day

Say she lost the war

They say she fought for something big

But forgot what she was fighting for.

 

Mouth draped open

As if she were screaming

News vans begin to show up

They begin live streaming.

 

A talk of the town she is not

Her name gets confused a little more

They want to mark the spot where she died

But there isn’t time for that anymore.

 

A preacher stands at attention

He speaks as though every cared

Someone should stand and be honest

But everyone is too scared.

 

They say she lived life angry

Say she lost the bet

A simple little reminder

That what you give is what you get.

They say she lost her mind that day

Say she lost the war

They say she fought for something big

But forgot what she was fighting for.

 

They tried to have the funeral

As dignified as they could

They said she had no family

Did she just crawl out of wood?

 

Who was this woman really?

And where does she belong?

Nobody knew a thing about her

So instead they sang a song.

 

They say her life is over

I say it has just began

You can break a woman to pieces

But she’ll get up again.

 

if I

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