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Scarred for Life

Contributed by Rykor on Sunday, 3rd October 2010 @ 01:04:48 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy



Once was a girl who was just sixteen.
She was the cutest thing you could have seen.
She went to a party to have a good time.
If only she knew there was gonna be a crime.
She had a strong drink
And really didn't think
Until morning came by
And she woke up with some guy.
She was scarred for life.
Once was a boy whose dad did coke,
And he left the house to buy a 'smoke'.
He never came back that night
Which filled the boy with lots of fright.
He went to the store that next day.
What he saw, he couldn't look away.
Dad's drug deal must've gone bad.
The boy knew drugs had killed his dad.
He was scarred for life.
Once were two teens being idiots one night
Alone in a bedroom with hardly any light.
The girl grabbed a few tests to take.
She thought the results were a mistake.
She was gonna be a mommy.
The boy said 'This can't happen to me!'
They both cried and fell to their knees.
There was no way out which they could see.
They were scarred for life.




Copyright © Rykor ... [ 2010-10-03 13:04:48]
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Re: Scarred for Life (User Rating: 1 )
by NewGuy on Thursday, 7th October 2010 @ 08:21:08 PM AEST
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i think you ahve a great start here. I think a bit of refining for flow and padding will really make this something great. We have all been there or know somone close who has. THis wrok has the potential to reach lots of people thank you and keep writing!! :)


Re: Scarred for Life (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 9th October 2010 @ 11:21:22 AM AEST
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this is so sad. you did a wonderful job. this is the poetry of real life. no longer fantasy... :c




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