Primitive
A little girl
With thoughts that betrayed her
Made her.
The voice that echoed inside her head
Was
This depiction of a so thought
Psychopath
Orders he’d think that would
Suffice; break her
Turned into a battle of fire and ice
Primitive thoughts of
Slaying her psychopath
Whilst
Enduring rudimental lessons on
Morals
Let.,
That little girl
Capture herself
A brooding psychopath
When he trys to reassure, the anger just becomes more allure.
It rages excitement to men. When they see the visage of annoyance and resentment, fear, and anger they pounce.
The primitive girl will fight to start her new beginnings before the man try’s to deceive.
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Aubrie Belle
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Comments (2)
Impressive work! Well written!
This poem reminded me of someone I know. Beautiful work!