I Was The Girl Poem by Jacob Andrew Jarman
I Was The Girl
I was the girl with the velvet hair
the perfect smile, without a care
i was the girl you always knew
i was the girl virgin and new
i was the freshness of brand new day
i was the laughter
now its gone away
intoxicated i stepped into the dark
he stood there screamed a remark
he pulled himself onto me
he pulled a knife against my throat
he whispered words to prevoke
the darkness now consuming me
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4/26/2024 1:57:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is very good. i like it :) but sad in a way.