Nothing

She smells like nothing 
To the whole world 
Tattered dress ripped leggings 
Pigtails on the sad girl 
No one sees her face
She slinks around 
All hopes and dreams 
Shattered no fortunes found
Onlookers judge her dirty clothes 
Unrecognizable the sweet 
Child of nobody and no one
Raised in the street
She smells like nothing
To the whole world
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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May 19, 2024 at 7:12 AM
dang, there'z sump'n wrong with me dear poet...i still pictured(you know how us artists' do)'side mine think; hern purty 'yearz from now'(in the frayed diaphanous frock)in one uv my writes hear on the Soup')...her rusty tattered, "who cares, edvard loves me" coy smirk ,) loved it!
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May 27, 2024 at 10:43 AM
Thank you very much James.
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May 16, 2024 at 11:13 AM
A sad portrayal of a character here... no one should have to feel this way..
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May 16, 2024 at 11:19 AM
Thank you SO, runaways and abandoned children. I think this is how they feel
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