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She was like an onion. I could only get to peel he

She was like an onion.
I could only get to peel
her one layer at a time.

And at the end of it all,
I was left in tears, burning.


Layers, I thought.
Masks, she proved. She was a woman of strong o(pi)nion.
She was like an onion.
I could only get to peel
her one layer at a time.

And at the end of it all,
I was left in tears, burning.


Layers, I thought.
Masks, she proved. She was a woman of strong o(pi)nion.