i know this isnt my original poem/ song i do not claim rights to the song but i thought about this song and had to post it
It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
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The last curl in place
her hand shakes
she looks up at the reflecation
the girl in the mirror looks like hell
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she hides from him,
He looks for her
She cries away the pain and sorrow
He has no idea what he does to her
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The gifts of which you have
Mothers, daughters, sisters and brothers
will gather around from everywhere
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Through the pain and misery
I blindly follow the dim light
the shadows around me are calling
they beckon me back to the abyss
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Love..
he promises her forever
her hopes lay in his hands
he holds her close
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Texas Rose
Texas Rose
that is what i am
born and raised to stand on my own
learned through heartache and pain
to grow and be who i wanna be
this cowgirl is stubborn and hard headed
tell me what to do and ill put you in your place
you have a problem with me
well meet me out back and ill show you
spurs on my boots and a shotgun in my hand
thats my life
i aint afraid of you
so bring it mr boss man
im ready for whatever you got
be prepared for a hell ova ride