Pale Daughters Part Six
Pale daughters dont give their heart
Conceived in the garden of Eden
The brambles alternate now
To give your heart
is a irritant Sin
Low things elude fences
The Moon is a big enough bust
Tired of giving
Following familial line
Keep buttressed
Our spirits struts outside wedlock
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