She spends her time looking for truth
In the ruins of Babel
Among the pariahs and lepers
Just another lost soul
Turned away from society
Her only crime
Was to love
The wrong soul
That sung half truths
And sweet lies
That were crossed at the connection
In her own revaluation
And jubilation
Hiding the writing
between the lines
Leaving her
Lost in the Babel


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