Poetry / Sex first, love later (maybe)
He said that he’d love her if she gave herself to him.
Said he would love her but first she must sin.
Said that he meant it but oh how he lied and when her innocence he’d taken oh how she cried.
Forever awakened to how bleak life could be she just sat all alone with the gun at her feet.
Gun in her mouth only metal could she taste not a thought did she give to this terrible waste.
When they found her they tutted as they noted her age.
A girl of 15, blue eyes but no face.
Funeral, somber, he has the nerve to attend, shakes hands with her father as if he an old friend.
He looks at the coffin, closed to his eyes.
Then looks at her naked body entrenched in his mind.
He smiles and thinks of her young subtle skin,
Then suddenly wants her again and again.
This story doesn’t end just fades away but not to those who knew her those stuck with the pain.
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wow, this is really deep… and it definately holds a meaning. The meaning of the words is very subtle but it carries an undertow of deeper thought and together these words carry a huge impact on the reader. GREAT job.
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