She is every abortion's byproduct representative to a world not concerned about depersonalization of future self.
The fear of her power is culled only by it's blade.
Her will for suicide is surpassed only by her desire for attention.
The intangible hope of being unique in a world of conformists.
The next evolutionary step of a race thats locked between interchanging epidemics. Her catharsis epitomized the sordid innards of every living thing.
Her fate was always a constraint.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem