Remember that girl with brown hair
That smiled and laughed everyday
"The beautiful angel" they all said
Every time she walked passed them
She was pure and virtuous
Wanting nothing more but happiness
But the world decided to be cruel to her
They wanted to kill her innocence
The Beautiful Angel she was no more
That brown hair girl that everyone knows
No smile, no laugh that all people loved
A Broken Soul that's what she become
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Poetry, Interrupted
Poetry"Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupte...
