GIRL IS A GIRL...by talile ali
GIRL IS A GIRL
HOW'D IT HAPPEN
NO ONE KNOWS
THAT IT HAPPENS
NO CURE
GIRL IS A GIRL
SOME WEIRD THING OCCURS
NOW SHE ISN'T
SURE
HEAD SPINS ROUND
FEEL LOW DOWN
NEVER TO
BE PURE
A KALEIDESCOPE OF PATHS
NO HELP FOR THE LASS
INSTEAD THE ASSAULT BECAME A PRIZE
HER FUCKING SKILLS WERE REALIZE
A PATH, AMBIGIOUS WITH FLINGS AND AFFAIRS
AND SHE WOULD NEVER
SHE DID WHO WAS THERE
BE TAKEN NEVER AGAIN AGAINST HER WILL
A NASTER OF COMPROMISE
IN HER MIND I FEEL
SEX CAN BE A JOY
SEX CAN BE A TOOL
SEX CAN BE SO MANY THINGS
IN THE HANDS OF A FOOL
SEX CAN BE SO CRUEL
AND THE DAMAGE WHEN YOUR DONE
CAN LEAVE YOUR WORLD DESTROYED
WHILE YOU BELIEVE YOU'RE
HAVING A LITTLE FUN
TALILE ALI
09/2010
poem by Talile Ali
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