Daughter of Flesh and Blood

by RaiScar*   Mar 8, 2006


She had done it once again.
Daughter of Flesh and Blood,.
Been known to be quite juvenile.
Sentenced to a four year exile.

High School is her sentence.
Beginning in the fall.
Finidshing her education.
Won't call for a celebration.

Shoved a needle through her ear.
NOt once or twice but three times.
Her mother gave a horrifying scream.
Can\'t wake up from this horrifying dream.

Her clothes are diffarent.
Her hair is odd.
N one's the same.
So she\'ll get the blame.

Everyone taunts her.
But she won\'t fight.
She holds back well.
Let them burn in hell.

She dreads the day.
That begins.
Going to High School.
Looking like a fool.

I think she\'s dyke.
Someone says.
But the girl just laughs in the end.
For she has a boyfriend.

People say.
She\'s a cutter.
But she knows better.
Her cheeks getting redder.

That day she painted a picture,.
To paint she used a razor.
Tis picture is done with a twist.
She painted on her wrist.

The found on the bathroom floor.
Knowing she was dead.
Burried on a rainy day in the mud.
This girl was The Daughter of Flesh and Blood.

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