Small town
Word gets around
What started as a cheerful smile
Quickly became un approving frowns
No longer the sweet one
One can almost sense the defile
Robbed of your sweet spot
No longer a child
Whispers are loud
Can't help but notice the stares
Every one has judged
And yet no one was there
YOU ARE READING
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PoesiaRandom thoughts turned into poems. Amazing freaking cover by bubiska
