Free, untied, unchained
She received life
She is not about to be pained
Allergic to strife
She is equivalent to a gunshot
It has no compromise with doubt
Atomic glare
Does she care?

A memorable silhouette
A ravishing sensation
She banks on both and assumes the uncompensated debts
She treats an unworthy presence with oblivion
She finished painting the wall
which reflects a zero-tolerance call
Her soul, rare
Does she care/

The sound of change in her ears
She is her own lesson
She is the other side of fear
She wears her attitude like a clip-on
She is the idea of less or none of you
but everything in light of her view
She is the whirlwind that left the ground bare
Does she care?

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