Destroyed
A girl who gets what she wants
now that's my kind of girl
A girl who has her knots
I'm not the flirty kind of guy
Young indeed, but really not
I don't want this poet I speak of
I just need to stop-
Stop and think and talk...
I'm afraid of her
but I'm not surprised
she's the girl messing with
would get you in trouble
she will tare you apart
she will tare you down
and on her head
she wears her crown
she rules whatever she wants
now that's my kind of girl
A girl who calls the shots
She slams and slams
and those slammed fall
they fall to there knees
and wish they didn't at all
they beg for forgiveness
but she left hers at home
'cause she's the Poet Destroyer
her life is what she owns
she seeks out adventure
and she never is alone
Her crown
Her life
Her poems
Her everything
She gets what she wants
And that's all that she needs
A poem about P.D.
Written by a poet R.E.D
Copyright © Ryan Emerald | Year Posted 2010
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