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lost soul

Contributed by bluebird on Saturday, 4th December 2004 @ 06:37:50 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

A little gurl grown up wit so much anger,
her mother was a druggie her father was a banger.
She was neglected by her mom and hit by her dad,
after years of abuse she went from being sad to mad.
The anger inside took over one day,
She ran away and joined the streets needless to say.
She started bangin just like her father,
she was a tough young gurl nothing would be a bother.
She was harder then any chick out there,
but this life she was livin was not gettting her anywhere.
The anger started to slowly dissapear,
depression set in and her life became unclear.
Men started treating her like her dad did.
She was being abused and raped like when she was a kid.
She let it go and thought it was okay,
she thought it was her fault so she listened to everything they would say.
She started to feel this depression deep in her heart,
She felt this way before, she felt like it was the start.
All over again what comes next is the rage,
she felt like a dog locked up in a cage.
She blamed herself and took all this rage inside,
her mind was lost and her heart had died.
One day she picked up that gun and set it against her head,
she thought she was a **** up, what she thought she deserved was to be dead.
One pull of the trigger one shot to the brain,
now she was the one who took all of this blame.
The anger in her took her life away,
when they should have died and she should have stayed.
This is a storie of a young gurl,
who was lost in this cold cruel world.

Copyright © bluebird ... [ 2004-12-04 06:37:50]
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Re: lost soul (User Rating: 1 )
by vallie_val on Saturday, 4th December 2004 @ 09:32:12 AM AEST
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i really liked it.it was sad but beautiful

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