She tucked away all that she had
With every memory turning bad.
Nobody understood the way she lived.
Or the way she gives....
Touching their souls with her words.
Oh how it never hurt.
Memories flashing left and right.
Ready for another fight.
All that she gave to everyone,
Including her shiny gun.
Whatever brought her here...
They assumed out of fear.
Now standing alone
On her own..
With messages, galore, on her cellphone.
She fell into this trap of right from wrong.
Standing alone, standing strong.
Standing alone
On her own..
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