Well, that made her immortal...

Seemed to be natural 

But it was not

Had to be real

But it was not

Seemed admiral

But was not even casual...

Had to be real 

But not

Silence was in the satchel

Of this fragile animal...

Perfection was flammable

So 'she made...

'Her' magnificence the maximal

They; seemed to be natural 

But they are not

They had to be real

But they are not

Seemed admiral

But they are not even casual...

They had to be real 

But all that they did...

Set her satchel in the fire...

Burst it into flames...

Made her quit the hell she aspire...

Manacle around her wrist...

The end of this stallion did come...

But she was... Nonetheless... 

A fragile animal 

For whom perfection was flammable

So 'she made...

'Her' magnificence the maximal

Well, that made her immortal...

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-Csweway