Her

Her

By Cosmic Circus

Uncanny resemblance, with her mom she shared,

And her father loved the world not her instead.

And from the kitchen shelf, a knife she stole,

Mortal hours well spent, even deadmen froze.


And I, see her today

She's gone, she's gone, flying away.


She stabbed and cut her way through, each one of the family

Built herself a costume, she flies eternally

Now the city knows her, and they cannot sleep

Children parents alike, in fear retreat.


And I, see her today

She's gone, she's gone, flying away.


There she goes do you see her wings?

Black and red they tear and scar the winds.

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