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by David May 31, 2006
Sadness, depression /
Brought up in a world, her job was a game
Treated like a test, she hid no shame,
Violent, abusive, shed seen the lot,
This was her life, its all she got,
She never had a birthday, shed never been born
A number on a page, then sold into porn
Love didnt exist, her world craved hate,
The people around, said she was a mistake
There was no Romeo, to sweep her off her feet,
Buy her a necklace, shower her with treats,
Show her the love, she desired so much,
A hug, a kiss, a meaningful touch,
The look in her eyes, it would almost kill,
Shed given into life, she lost her own will
She laid back, a routine, its all that she knew
A soul destroyed, by a selfish few
OMG this is so amazing and beautiful!
Your poems are great!
keep it up
~Miss Peotic~ x x x
I really liked this poem...i have a friend that can relate NICE JOB!! :)
by Momentary Relapse
This was something really good. It portrayed something different. I really enjoyed this one. It just had some dark imagery. Cool word play. Nice content.
by Princess Love
A brilliant write, it truely is a great poem. Keep it up. And sorry for the late comment.
by Just Wishes
Some ppl in the world do feel this misery constantly. am glad that i read your poem,it touched me.
all the best