She has a kind mind
Like the fashion of the sociopathic.
Lighting queen; she's fantastic.
Miss I missed your fist
Stare down into a jack-o-lantern eye.
She can run the rounds
Etched, empty, in the night.
She and they are in sanctuary of virtual space.
Only space for their glamorous taste.
When you find kin in a world of your own
Then you are not alone.
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