Help her to understand and find
Every reason that divides her mind
Rivers of pain that are left behind,

Fantastic emotions, one of a kind
Ordinary she became in time
Rueful of the extreme design
Mercy was not to be her gift
Even though she often gave lift
Reversing damages; giving without thought.

She became the soul; they sold and bought
Entering their world with too much pain
Living, eating and breathing as if insane
Forgetting she had to capitulate the flame.

She became a ghost of her former self.