She was young
Fourteen, almost fifteen
Her shirt clung
To her new-found body
Her shorts hiked up
On her sun kissed skin
With her makeup
On to impress her kin
She was just walking along
Innocent and clean
She didn't know the world
Could be so mean
She didn't ask for this
She wasn't giving it to you;
You were stealing it.
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Amanda Seyfried
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Thank God For Girls
PoetryFairly Feminine poems about Ferociously Feminist things in a Frequently Figurative way. ------------------ "I'm so glad I have a girl to think of Even if she isn't mine I think about her all the day and all the night It's enough to know th...
