Standing tall
Looking blank
You know she's another
Skank
Looking down
Standing up
They hand her another
Cup
Disbelief
Understand
You will not escape this
Land
Nods her head
Shakes her face
Now you'll put her in her
Place
Now she checks
'Suicide'
Now from death she cannot
Hide
Drinks the fruit
Feels the pain
There's only loss there's never
Gain.
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