Mad
It all makes sense
The Visions she sees
The Pain they inflict
The Insults hurled like stones
They all think she’s mad
A Crazy girl
An Imbecile Teenager
A Weird goth
She is the queen of an empire of beauty
An empire of Pain
An empire of Genius
An empire of Oddness
They need to subdue her
With Drugs
With Force
With Abuse
Alinina lies still on the hospital bed
Her visions, true
But those who were unable
To accept them had to subdue
The Mad Girl
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