Lady Soul.
She drove down the lonely road,
tears attempted to escape her eyes,
but she shut them tight for the three seconds that she had to catch her breath
and wait at the stop sign.
She continued down on this road, lonely and dark.
But the sun was out..... Why is she so sad?
Well, her soul was broken when she found out of the stain on his neck.
The body that was used for his pleasure.
She felt alone because she lad lost her love, to indeed lust.
This soul, this lovely lady soul was so alone.
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