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| By: J. Michelle House |
| Her eyes rolled back inside her head A false accusation wanting her dead The burning of flesh stripped from her soul Surrounded by straw, standing on coal Unanimous agreement to burn her at stake Sacrificing her life was a major mistake Fluid's whistling in the flame Her friends hung back their heads down in shame Her body was now contorted and twisted When hysteria struck "Burn Her" they insisted Yet now theres no sign she ever existed Ignorant people gathered around Their mouths opened wide, making no sound Then there were tose that knew it was wrong Gave her a funeral, sang the sad song But no one could ever bring her back And no one would miss the one that they lack So instead of a rose they wrote her a poem |
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