Array ( [sid] => 181919 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Little girl pt. 4 [time] => 2015-10-04 23:59:11 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Little girl of nineteen,
might be shy but also keen
She walked to class
with her head held high
Waved and smiled
to passersby
But, then one day
out of the blue
She stopped smiling
and lost both her shoes
She felt that life
had done her wrong
So, the only choice
was to get gone
She walked slowly
away from her life,
The very one that caused
so much pain and strife
Ran to the outskirts of the woods
where she once lived
And prayed to god
and asked to forgive,
Forgive the people
that did her harm,
The people that lured her
with their charm,
And, last but not least
forgive her mom
Forgive her for not being there,
for being wild and reckless,
For she did not care.
After, she forgave
she walked back to house
What with no shoes on,
she was quieter than a mouse
She laid down all snuggly in her bed,
and hoped in the morning
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Little girl pt. 4
Date: Sunday, 4th October 2015 @ 11:59:11 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: FireStarter
Little girl of nineteen,
might be shy but also keen
She walked to class
with her head held high
Waved and smiled
to passersby
But, then one day
out of the blue
She stopped smiling
and lost both her shoes
She felt that life
had done her wrong
So, the only choice
was to get gone
She walked slowly
away from her life,
The very one that caused
so much pain and strife
Ran to the outskirts of the woods
where she once lived
And prayed to god
and asked to forgive,
Forgive the people
that did her harm,
The people that lured her
with their charm,
And, last but not least
forgive her mom
Forgive her for not being there,
for being wild and reckless,
For she did not care.
After, she forgave
she walked back to house
What with no shoes on,
she was quieter than a mouse
She laid down all snuggly in her bed,
and hoped in the morning
That she wouldn't be dead.

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