A Girl Named "J"

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A Girl Named “J”

X Wu

 

Once, there was a girl named “J”

She was born one summer day

Her eyes had flecks of green and gold

Indeed, she was a sight to behold

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Her smile will blow you away

Just one look and you will see

How precious she will be

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Nightly, everyone will pray

For her to look in their way

They’ll be rejoicing, they say

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Her presence was there to stay

Once you hold her, you’ll never want

To ever let go of her precious hand

Once, there was a girl named “J”

For her, you would be willing to slay

A dragon which might harm her

Another man which might claim her

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Sometimes, her hair would splay

She throws her head back when she laughs

And all you wanted was for the time to stop

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Her eyes would shine like a bright summer day

Her beauty was ethereal, endless

Anyone would want to run a hand through her tresses

Once, there was a girl named “J”

She can wear a dress made of hay

She can roll in the mud and play

And she will still be the most beautiful everyday

Once, there was a girl named “J”

Her figure was made out of clay

Fragile hands and dainty fingers molded her

With utmost love and extreme care

Once, there was a real girl named “J”

Around her, people never stay

Her eyes were dark and bleak and bleary

She was a hopeless case, entirely

Once, there was a real girl named “J”

Her life was only colored with gray

Her rainbows were colored dull

All she does was mull

Once, there was a real girl named “J”

She was a wallflower who never stays

The dark circles under her eyes

Were proofs of how tiring it is to get by

Once, there was a real girl named “J”

She was drowning in her own way

Her lungs were burning for air

But she bit her lip, and didn’t try to care

Once, there was a girl named “J”

No one noticed as she faded away

They were busy with their vulnerable worlds

That no one tried to tell her kind words

Once, there was a real girl named “J”

She was quiet, and never sways

She decided to run a blade across her veins

It bled red, and–

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