The Loner

As always sitting alone is the loner
She looks up to the sky
Rumbling with thunder
Begging God not to hurt her
Her eyes being picked away
By the devil's deadly vultures
Even though these are of the devil's birds
It is the angels who cursed her
She holds a deadly fate,
But God made her the owner
Look at her name,
God's curse
Her given misnomer
Heaven and Hell worked together
To make sure she died without honor
Are you still wondering why alone is the loner?
Because the ones she loved
Became chemical prisoners
Heaven and Hell met up
And backed her into this corner
So as the story goes
God and the devil made sure alone dies the loner
Sadly no one on Earth even knew to mourn her.

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