let your hair hang low, Sor Juana
let them see you for the queen that you are
when the mother of words is being tossed to the birds
all the sobbing in Juarez won't do shit for that scar
between the half-assed apologies
from disposable dads
and the man-made hex upon the fairer sex
given birth within fashions and fads
we never once bat an eyelash
just quietly mumble "it's sad"
while suppressing our rage. why don't you ask Haley Paige
about good girls gone bad?
let your skirts fly high, hermanas
who gives a damn what is said?
while reclaiming the night just remember the plight
of those cuerpos muertos who've bled
they're dead
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