The joker loved and lost all too often in fact,
Could not keep her wild heart in tact.
Desperate to climb her way to the top,
Taking all the foolish hearts that tried to make her stop.
She chose her dark horses as her diversions,
Secretly repeating "Will this all be worth it?"
An abstract romance that's at the end of its lease,
Even the King would still crave hunger from the unfulfilling feast,
Hating all the blood shed she caused by her trick,
As soon as they get up again, she attacks with one swift kick.
Insanity runs throughout her skin, closing every door to never allow any one of them in.