red red lip stick
pink was for demure way back when,
shouting from that roof top
mirror crashing down,
that's not me any more she yells.
Policeman came to talk did not understand
just another man, she said, he said, she said
all to no avail.
flying, flying she went flying on her way to dying,
pure laughter and words sang out, you can't hurt me any more.





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