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I saw this gorgeous girl, 

her beauty shone like a light.

Whose smile could clear clouds

and brighten dark nights.

Her blond hair hung long,

like slender golden thread

and eyes a deep and soothing blue

that urged you to bed.

But her eyes were innocent

like that of a doe

And her skin smooth as porcleain

shone white as snow.

She walked through the hallways

with her head held eye.

But I never saw any tears fall,

so they remained dry.

Her lips looked delicious

as if they were unbearably soft.

And with her huge and child-like eyes.

she often looked so lost.

Oh, sure the boys were interested

and many would pursue her.

But when they finally got done,

all they did was use her.

Despite that she was innocent,

in bed she knew what to do

And even if you were ugly

she might even screw you.

One day I caught her in the bathroom

and watched this beauty cry.

She saw my face and said sorry

I could barely ask her why.

She told me she slept with Chris

who was an ex of mine.

Who threatened to beat me

if I wasn't always kind.

Instantly I knew what had happened

so I held her in my arms

I apologized for his actions

and the fact he did this angel harm.

And then she looked me in the face

and I saw she was intensely battered.

And then she bursted into tears.

While the sunset slowly shattered.