She is beautiful she walks with poise she speaks with elegance she sees with eyes full of pain she listens though she is never heard her skin is as rich as chocolate her hair is like wool her back is scared from the knives in your hands her feet are cut from the miles she walks her legs are weak from running to get away from your words But she walks with poise she speaks with elegance her skin is exquisite her hair is curly this woman thats been to the deepest parts of The Devils Palace is beautiful She is "A Work Of Art"
This poem is basically about a woman that is a slave to the world but she still keeps her class thru the stuff she went thru.