She crawls upon the walls
And sacrifices it all,
Her only way to get around
Without making a sound.
Nobody must hear her movements,
She sneakily, needs improvements.
Her long nails are bent out of shape.
She is a woman of hate.
Everything she learned in her life,
Was chaos and strife,
Now living behind the walls,
Brought her to this unfortunate fall.
That is why she crawls to her destination.
And climbs to her infatuation.
She used to be beautiful until her soul changed to darkness.
She used to be so loved, now she is a mess
She fought everything to get where she needed to be.
The door opens, now her soul can be free..
©terrylin53
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