She’s A Beast


Night settles in her soul & her heart is empty

After the birth control.

Sitting in the clinic gazing at that ticket

She’s a grand cynic, she only thought of the cons

Everybody knew she let everyone hit it.

And she hasn’t got a clue whose kid it is.


Her number is called, she steps up and empties

Her precious womb.

She exits the doctor’s room

And ready to bloom.

But no-one will court

The pretty girl who chose to abort.


She’s a beast

Eyes & heart empty as a void.

At the very least, she hopes

This will be the last visit

Everyone already says it

That girl…

… She’s a beast.


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