Poem 4.

She never made sense,
Her mind a raging battlefield,
A game of chess,
Only one piece left to defend,
With a sword and shield,
She had weak arms and legs,
Skinny too per say,
But regardless never kneeled,
Never obeyed,
She never did ever mange to make sense,
She was too complex for the norm to comprehend.

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