You thought she had a haircut,
She thought it would make her parents notice.
You thought she tripped over and cut her lip,
She thought her father would kill her.
You thought it was for kitchen purposes,
She thought the knife was sharp enough.
You thought she was murdered,
She thought suicide was the only way out.
The girl next door, as you can see,
Is not as perfect as you thought she would be.
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Poems For The Broken
PoetryA collection of poems made by, for or about the broken. If you want your poem to be featured in the book, please PRIVATE MESSAGE the author with: -The poem -The name of the poem -The authors name (can be anonymous if you wish) ----> dogpower77...
