The pieces of her life
Shot, burned and scattered
What she did to get her dues?
Yet she was murdered to cover tracks
The headlines news
The screaming justice
Somehow it wasn't
The key players escaped the law
The private eye statutory declaration
It wasn't enough to pull the key players
The judge could accept the defendant
A clear cut of imbalance justice
The beauty she once was
Scattered into pieces in the wild
For justice turns into blind eye
She cries somewhere in the sky
The key players will not escape
Though now they think they have
It may take a while maybe years
The bad will finally get the score
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