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Black Ponytail

She sits upon the debts of her path
As angels pass her by
She screams out to them
They feel her wrath
But fail to hear her cry

She stands along the rusty cars
As angels look her way
She stares at them
They see her scar
But fail to hear her say

BLACK-PONY-TAIL
BLACK-PONY-TAIL
BLACK-PONY-TAIL





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