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I learned to draw laughter in the mirror,
But the reflection always bleeds verse.
I asked time:"What does it mean to be fragile?"
To be born a woman is to waltz with death
While violins play"She asked for it".
Because to be born a woman
is to have a gun to your head,
is to spend your whole life
playing Russian roulette.
And every"no" is a risk,
Every street is a minefield
Because to be born a woman
is to have a gun to your head,
is to spend your whole life
playing Russian roulette.
And every"no" is a risk,
Every street is a minefield
Flying is a sin when you're a woman
Better learn to fall with elegance
At school, they taught her that her body was an altar,
But nobody warned her that the devotees came with matches
How many stories can fit into a single"if she..."?
How many tombstones use"sensitive" as an epitaph?
Petals fall on her open coffin
Red roses with the hands that suffocated her.
Because to be born a woman
is to have a gun to your head,
is to spend your whole life
playing Russian roulette.
And every"no" is a risk,
Every street is a minefield
On the day of the trial they asked:
"Why didn't you scream?"
She opened her mouth
And out came a swarm of dead bees.
