she stands in front
of
the
dirty mirror...
(scissors in hand)
staring into
Infinite
Space and
thinking:
"isn't life grand?!!"
( as tears pour
down her face.)
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then
hair falls like Marionettes
who's
strings were cut
By
Cruel Masters who abandon
them;
and
she screams out:
" I am Not a
Slut!!"
(at
A Shadow Audience
Who
Condemns.)
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