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Eileen Prunster Oct 2012
young girl
crosses the road
wearing enough
vibrant
red
lipstick
to stop traffic
she knows
***
has no timetable
many a man
has an appitite
for more than a sandwich
at lunchtime
Kathleen D Weibe Nov 2009
She will drink more than she should again
get a little wasted
get a little crazy
even have a one night stand

tomorrow will be another day
but she really doesn't care
she is a groupie
for a fallen heavy metal band

who knows what will become of little miss
strung out on drugs
having no self respect or self control
she has become every mans *****

what she will do for a good time
is what the guys say
her eyes are black, arms full of holes
she'll be asking and begging for some more

little miss who had a dream
of making it big on the silver screen
she wanted to be a star
only to be a guys favorite lay

they feed her hungry appitite
of *** and drugs
they pawn her off to strange men
this is the price she will have to pay

years go by she looks and reflects
in the mirror there was a beautiful girl
now only to see a wasteland of a temple
a woman half way in the grave

perfect young teen who had it made
she had parents who gave her the world
had her friends who wasn't so good
it all began when they took her to a rave.
Meaby Pom May 2018
Drowning in A fear
Loss of appitite, loss of sleep
A feeling her time with me is near
A hopeless worry
         with no response..
No money no car no beer
Put me to rest than put me to work
A feeling, a fear its clear
A hope Its trifiling,
         hard to pronounce..
probably crazy; worried for nothing
But my heart pounds for fear, dear.
Share A drink, share your stories
Please, love with me share a cheers.
        A love I want to announce..
Sunny Gulati Jul 2018
A plunderer of sorts.

Tricks your mind to enter inside

by appearing disguised as a innocuous doubt.

It slowly begins to steal your peace

bit by bit, untill you are without.

It robs you of your sleep

keeping you awake all night.

It also purloins your appitite

leaving you weak and very gaunt.

It then loots your courage and strength,

turning you into a fidgety nervous wreak.

Your own fear is what allowed it in

and helped it from within.

Calm your mind and dispel your fear

Let it not pander

to this greedy invader.

Anxiety will only plunder

when you surrender

through your fear.

— The End —