Intrepid soul, in eternal lust
Of ever loyal faith and love
Her nails perforate, dug deeply
Deeper and deeper, down
It goes
Impinging every bones
She scowled, her intimidating voice
In this vast bareness
Her soul tightly clutched
On mid-air’s
Fragrant succulent youth
Ever dauntless panache
This cold misanthropic maiden
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