This little girl who left her mark on the world is no more
When you've seen what she's seen, what is there to live for?
She's no longer the same, wasted away and decayed.
What was once beautiful, is now lost,
Her mind has been changed, twisted and forayed.
Her heart and thoughts have been compromised,
And the very thing she turned to, she now despised.
People turned her into something hopeless,
A once beautiful, confused girl of a mess.
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A/N: This is the only poem I've been afraid to share with you guys. And I have a question, so please comment below. When I type up my poems, does it distract you or make it harder for you to read if I double space it? I just thought of that now, and I only did that before because I saw it somewhere and thought it was cool.
~ Stormy-Heart
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Eclipse of the mind
Short StoryThis is exactly that... A collection of stories or poems that can be dark or sad. I will write more than just collections, maybe share a short story or two. or, if there's a story of mine that you really like, I might write more of it, and make a di...
