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Description
She's that pseudo-witch
flaunting her craft
or showing it beneath
her trench coat
like shiny gold watches
on a street corner in San Francisco
Want to make a deal?

She's a secret fundamentalist
laughing at the arrogance
of the scientists presenting
their evidence.
She believes in guarantees
Pharisees and prophecies
the power of God to
one day just maybe
heal the amputees.

She drinks at night
and laughs it off
as if it's some joke
she's played on herself
But the teary-eyed,
tired smile
fades with the morning light.

She keeps hanging on
to this life she never lived
Acting as though
it's as real
as the pain that sits in her heart.
They say
She lost it years ago.

Description
She's that pseudo-witch
flaunting her craft
or showing it beneath
her trench coat
like shiny gold watches
on a street corner in San Francisco
Want to make a deal?

She's a secret fundamentalist
laughing at the arrogance
of the scientists presenting
their evidence.
She believes in guarantees
Pharisees and prophecies
the power of God to
one day just maybe
heal the amputees.

She drinks at night
and laughs it off
as if it's some joke
she's played on herself
But the teary-eyed,
tired smile
fades with the morning light.

She keeps hanging on
to this life she never lived
Acting as though
it's as real
as the pain that sits in her heart.
They say
She lost it years ago.