Somebody's daughter
Somebody’s daughter drowned in her own tears
and washed ashore at exactly where the fishmongers
gather to gossip about every young girl in the village
who dreams of a life better than toothless men can give.
Somebody’s daughter chopped off her arm to lose some
weight so she can fit in a dress smaller than her brain.
Somebody’s daughter gave out her heart to a lover
who’s disappeared forever with somebody’s daughter.
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