Storms, nah, gales and hurricanes
a life swept away like dead leaves
how come, and why be born with this outcome?
Why even bother to grow up?
The first teething was bad enough, first love too
however, to end up like mincemeat beats it all
that she didn't deserve, but this became her
someone didn't see her as a person, only as meat
To devour a soul may not be possible
but Death goes on a spree where the bodies are
young and beautiful, loving and full of hopes for life
that can't compete with one twisted mind harvesting
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