There was this witch of a bitch
once met
whom didn’t think
Sight was seen
but meanwhile
transparent was she
about the he
that sunk in deep
about the lie
Both were attempting to deny
& hide from everyone In their life
Documentations
collector
Was
Eye
Sacred scribe
Taking notes
On thee boat
That was not to take
Off
Due to resistance
Of Stubborn persistence
Jack of all traitor joes
Poetry speaks to the soul
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