once upon a time
there was a girl
called the wild one
she climbed the highest branches
dived into the darkest, deepest waters
she wrestled the boys to the ground
and sighed loudly when asked to behave
Then she became a woman
called the wildest
she proudly wore her black tights and boots
searced in every dark hole for salvation
she danced the night away
with creatures from afar
and spit her gall when asked to
slow down
when the first very tiny light
hit her way
she cried like a baby
she couldnt see
she was blinded
and confused
scared
light was not...
for her
she took all the pills at once
in a holy mixture with finest brandy
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