She was too pretty
Back in 7th grade,
Days when guys weren't ashamed
To call girls prey.
Every day was something new,
And she wasn't protected;
In today's society,
Those acts wouldn't go accepted.
One day, one nightmare,
One walk to one house.
Two friends there waiting
To take off her blouse.
She had to fight
Just to get away,
But she never told anyone
Until this day.
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8th Grade Poems, To and From
PoetryAnother collection of poems from 8th-grade minds! These poems conclude our personal struggles, ups and downs, and friendships (with one another and others) throughout this year. We hope you enjoy and find special meaning for yourself in these poe...
