Gone, oh it's all gone.
Innocence has slipped through my finger tips.
I'd cry and scream, but you have won.
My screams echoed, and now, gone.
I felt trapped.
Gone, oh it's all gone.
Violated I was, but now gone.
It made me feel so small.
I'd cry and scream, but you have won.
The innocence was mine, but now gone.
You held me down.
Gone, oh it's all gone.
What you said was a con.
You just wanted what you got.
I'd cry and scream, but you have won.
My innocence is gone.
Which led to my sanity,
You said it didn't matter, and now it's gone.
I'd cry and scream, but you have won.
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Margot's poems...
PoetryUm, I write poems. Haha. I don't know if they are all that good, but I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to share some of them with other writers or readers out there. So here it is...
