Imperfections Creates Character..
She often heard these words..
Once a believer..
She was now a Heretic under the aegis of Lucifer himself..
For all she had was her jagged edges..
That ruined the hands of many..
It was the axiom people used to live by..
As she could never please someone who cavilled about everything she did..
Now all she needed was someone as an emollient..
But she knew their life was simpler knowing that they knew her without knowing her..
Even in her moribund life she was the blight on this Earth..