She had boulder center blocks
In place of her finger tips
The years painted her nails with unspoken dreams
Whispers of angels tried to guide her
Unable to tie her shoes
Callouses grew on the soles of her feet
Unable to touch the earth
Deception and asphalt cover her heart
Venom dripped from her lips
Consuming the hearts of men
Fur covered her skin
She grew tough against the wind
And forgot about the sun
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