There was a girl,
Who thought her life was empty.
People rearrange the truth that came along the way,
And ruined things for her and her beloved.
She wishes that it could all go away and disappear.....
Her eyes cowered at jurisdiction,
She wants all the attention.
This so-called “Good” that she called it “Fate”,
Is her only way to make her escape.
Out of life, Out of time;
She grabbed her necklace and left everything behind.
Running to go conceal all the lies,
From the ones she’d loved,
Before they all meet their demise.
Don’t feel sorry for her?
Don’t you wish you could’ve help her?
Nothing in the world would give her a hand;
They labeled her a harlot,
But still those people won’t try to understand.
How she can do as please without spreading her legs?
Her past comes to haunt her,
Just leave her alone; she feels strained.
She can’t take it anymore,
Just feel like quitting.
Everyday was the same,
She wasn’t even winning.
When her beloved ask “Why are you always behaving in this way?”.
Shesullenly responded .......
“I was young and the pureness thing about me was taken away.”
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Poetry“I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.” ― Oscar Wilde
