Ruthless, Honest, Anachronistic. A disillusioned romantic, a half burnt cigarette. Doesn't abuse her poetic license unlike close comparisons.
I pity the young lovers
Or the older one’s with affairs .
‘Summer breeze' has them believing,
A blast furnace they will be spared.
Leave your validation outside my shrine,
I will take your soul.That’s all that’s mine.
If God is , this would be the heaven’s sign.