Oh This Poor Girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem i wrote about a girl who lived a bad life and in the end it was too late.

Submitted: April 09, 2012

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Submitted: April 09, 2012

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You treated her badly,

you made her life hell.

She didn't want to live this life,

so she went out to tell.

Nobody believed her,

There was noone she could find.

After you lied to them all,

You said she was wrong in the mind.

You punched the poor girl,

until she was bruised and sore.

You kicked the poor girl,

until she could walk no more.

You whipped her scarred back,

even you could feel all her pain.

You stuffed things in her mouth,

so she wouldn't try talk again.

You threw out all her clothes,

and dressed her in rags.

You gave her torn shoes,

and made her walk over glass.

You kicked her down stairs,

and cut off her hair.

All this girl ever knew in life,

was to give blood and fear.

You drove this girl mad,

with the punishments you gave.

This girl took the beatings,

oh she was so brave.

But years later passed,

she couldn't take it no more.

One day she collapsed,

She just fell to the floor.

Now in a deep sleep,

after hitting her head.

The outsiders were too late

This poor girl was dead!

 

 

 


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