I used to hope I’d inspire a symphony
or an epic
but that damn Bridge gets all the accolades not that I take it personally
When your complexion’s gone
and no one’s
about to immortalize you
it’s time for a girl to take stock
I’ve surely done my part
lacking Aphrodite’s charm
the Virgin’s innocence
I stand here in this outrageous garb
lifting a torch in the night
mortal metal
bearing wishful words, flickering light.
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