There She Lies

She is made of empty pieces
A perfect stitch of broken parts
A foreign kiss to seal the dead
Worthless and swollen she takes sin in
Tomorrow discards the sun
Under a dawn pale with woe she lingers
Beauty defiled in past brutalities
Opt for pain and breath of life
Sleeping in disobedience she parts with shame
A liar of the highest order
Worthless and dirty she runs from grace
An overture of ruin in her name
Frailty courts sadistic whims wanton with mistrust
She lies there broken
And all is well