community believed in only the leader, and the heart of man
loved her all very well
He trusted her and her love,
all of her love,
belonged to him.
Mary, may I?
Mary, Mary,
she breaches at the far away gate
utopian metropolis she can't leave
"but I have to protect my daughter!" she cries
"I can't leave my baby behind."
anger soars through the atmosphere, brushing
the sky and embracing the fertile clouds
splitting them into
two hostile pieces.
"I have to take her with me," she's crying,
and they killed her beloved, they killed
her in their bitter impatience.
and Mary killed them back.
she all slaughtered them, all mutilated.
Mary was angry.
Mary was crying.
Mary felt nothing.
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