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A Girl's Love Story: A Sweet Tragic One

Poetry By: Czekyrie Erranhya
Literary fiction



Sometimes, a girl would want someone to love her back that she's blind to reality. Here is a story about one of the girls who'd go far for love


Submitted:Jun 3, 2013    Reads: 42    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


She watches you go home everyday She wants you to be happy in every way She sends you letters 'cause you're her crush She cried as she watched you threw them like trash She embraces every mean things you say to her You just couldn't see this beautiful girl She cries every night feeling unloved She gets insecure for things she never had She knows all the things that completes you She understands your menace when no one else do She falls asleep dreaming about your face She'll give anything just to receive a bit of your embrace You took advantage of her undying affection You treated her like a doll without a hint of hesitation She tried to protest but you never listened You mercilessly stole that poor girl's innocence You forced her to do such abominable things You told her you'll love her if she follows everything But we all know it's a lie so you could have what you wish But she's bound to your lies like a dog on a leash Even when you hit her a hundred times She still smiles and loves you, she never whines Throw her, leave her, kick her, use her She loves you so much, she's willing to go further With tears and pain, she's holding on tight She has been used to your animosity every night She wants to believe it's love everytime you touch her But you're just hitting on her for your own selfish pleasure She gazes at your face as she tries to remember The image of the man she dreamt of one summer But you were not the guy she thought you seem You are nothing but a demonic chauvinistic teen As bitter tears fell down her bloody, bruised cheeks She regrets everything she's done but nothing can be fixed She finally realizes you've been wasting her like hell She was a fool to dream of ringing wedding bells That morning she decides to pack up her clothes All she wants is to leave and just hit the road You tried to stop her but she only disobeyed You slapped her in the face, threw her in the bed 'Let this be a lesson to remember, ' you said With your piercing fingernails her skin had bled And you stripped off her clothes and took her for granted She was wishing it would end, wishing you to be dead She gets up from the bed with trembling blue hands She wiped away her tears as she managed to stand She looks at herself on the cold, clear mirror It took her a long time before she realized it was her All she could see is an old battered woman Gone was the young girl with beautiful hair as she ran She looks away and her eye caught the gleam of a knife How could she actually think of taking someone's life This was wrong, she was totally mad! But she found herself holding the blade in her hand Her hand moved by itself enjoying the sound of tearing flesh Her head is confused why she got into this mess You are now cold, lifeless and gone with your memories How she longed for this day where she could live again in peace Funny how love can make you do such things This is the story of a girl that love has drawn to killing




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