A Folklore

An untold tale hides behind her dreary eyes Of how he betrayed her innocence with beautiful lies Forlorn words attempting to escape at the tip of her tongue But even her mouth bleeds his name out Her tiny voice could reach nothing They'll just say, 'She's just a girl so young' Even she screams at the top of her lungs. For her story is just another folklore you'll ever hear It could be passed on but never believed. ©kg

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