She was kind

She was the kinda girl

To fall at his feet

She believed the ground

He lay tasted sweet

 

She was kind

She was the kinda girl

To wash her hips

With cold water

Desiring heavens touch

 

She was kind

She was the kinda girl

To pop smiles

Out of nowhere

Yet inside was crying

With pain

 

She was kind

She was the kinda girl

Where it was

Impossible to decipher

The madness 

That lay in the clockwork

Of her eyes

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