Polina Pavlova

Rookie (Moscow, Russia)

Vendetta - Poem by Polina Pavlova

A girl must have fun
With a loaded gun.
Her name is Vendetta, I know it.
She never gives up
She always stands up
Her alter ego adore it.
And, what a shame
He didn't know her name
So he's started to fool around.
She was too angry.After that
He's fallen down the ground.
He's learned a lesson
Without any questions.
He's not the proudest guy
But he couldn't believe that stupid Vendetta
Made him cry.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 30, 2011


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