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Beware, it’s the solitary girl        The stranger remark how odd a creature How odd she is                                Alone she walks, she eats, she sits, she reads                                                                                   Beware,                                                    It’s the solitary girl Nothing in this life is left well enough alone and soon the rumors spin form the silver spoons; drugs, prostitution, no home, no hope       Whispers quicken, ‘ don’t let your children near the solitary girl                                  She relies on herself, **** dangerous girl She holds her head high, never anyone at her side; poor solitary girl What heartbreaks befall a person to turn them to be a solitary soul’ oh poor solitary girl          But she smiles and turns to the nosey eyes and announces to their trained airdropping ears ‘BEWARE! The solitary girl. I see the world as you distracted can’t, I appreciate the love your words spoils, I hear the bodies speak of all your scandals, beware of the solitary girl, I see the quiet unrewarded deeds and the secret affairs because the solitary girl - she IS an observer, of the world, keeper of our secrets, threat to your appearances, indeed, beware of the solitary girl.
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
The Solitary Girl - Age 19
Beware, it’s the solitary girl        The stranger remark how odd a creature How odd she is                                Alone she walks, she eats, she sits, she reads                                                                                   Beware,                                                    It’s the solitary girl Nothing in this life is left well enough alone and soon the rumors spin form the silver spoons; drugs, prostitution, no home, no hope       Whispers quicken, ‘ don’t let your children near the solitary girl                                  She relies on herself, **** dangerous girl She holds her head high, never anyone at her side; poor solitary girl What heartbreaks befall a person to turn them to be a solitary soul’ oh poor solitary girl          But she smiles and turns to the nosey eyes and announces to their trained airdropping ears ‘BEWARE! The solitary girl. I see the world as you distracted can’t, I appreciate the love your words spoils, I hear the bodies speak of all your scandals, beware of the solitary girl, I see the quiet unrewarded deeds and the secret affairs because the solitary girl - she IS an observer, of the world, keeper of our secrets, threat to your appearances, indeed, beware of the solitary girl.
- From A Journey of Self to Self
chris-hollermann
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
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