She rummaged through causes, sanguine and benign, there were none!!
Life had to happen in a grotesque way. She had to be hammered in that, feelings were passe!!
She was now a master actor, it always started with tears and ended in a smirk,
All they wanted was black mesh, hollow and frivolous!!!
Saints wear white; white lies were all that he had,
Thirty pieces of silver!!
Hey wait, when did she sell her heart!!!
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