V For Virgin
THAT GIRL WAS SO SWEET
SCHOOL BOOKS AND KNEE HIGHS
MIND SO PURE AND BODY STILL BLOSSOMING
ONE BAD NIGHT STARTED ALL THAT GOSSIPING
THAT BOY WAS JUS "THAT BOY"
LEATHER JACKET AND A SMILE OF A REBEL'S JOY
TATTOOS SO BIG AND MIND ON OVERDRIVE
ONE BORING NIGHT STARTED THIS RIDE
HE WAS NOT RIGHT FOR HER
FOR SHE WAS A VIRGIN
AS PURE AS HER MIND
SHE COULDNT SEE HERSELF EVOLVING
A GIRL OUT OF CHARACTER
LOOKIN FOR THE ONE
EYES SO WIDE BUT STILL FELL INTO OBLIVION
AS THE GOSSIPING END A VIRGIN NO LONGER
AS HER URGE FOR HIM GREW STRONGER
A VIRGIN NO LONGER BUT A DUMMY IN CHAINS
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2011
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