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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is 'bout a girl from just a while back It's a grusome, sad story, I know It begins where the sky is black And the cold wind blows... She's got looks to kill And an attitude to match She's lookin' for a thrill Lookin' for a soul to snatch A mind like a knife She's sharp and she'll cut you She can change your life Nobody thinks like she do Not one can out run her She's quick as a whip No magician could trick her She'll just make your mind trip Got some patched up jeans And shorn off hair She can act real mean 'Cause she just don't care Got a heart of gold, she did all she could Had lots of romance on the brain She acts much older than she should Because this girl knows real pain Now she might look bad She might look rough But you forget to look beyond the mad And see that she was decent enough She's been through a lot Thinks she's seen too much So she gets to smokin' pot And she's felt God's touch She runs further from the law And closer to the light Harder drugs hide in her bra She can't hold up this fight Starts trippin' too hard While she's runnin' from the cops Her brain is being scarred And her heart begins to stop Her eyes are rolling back And her world begins to spin She's run right off the track Her life is caving in She sees the angels cry As she walks up to the gate She asks her Father, "Why?" He tells her she must wait Sex, Drugs, and Crime have one goal And messing with that could cost you your soul She plummets on back To her body below Where the sky is black And the cold wind blows... ***PLEASE READ PART 2***
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