DeprivationA Poem by meganwheelerAttracted. Deprived. All Around Me.
Yearning. Pleading.
Sickly, Ghastly Being I Am. No One Sees Me, No One Knows. One Pretends. One Attempts And One Succeeds.
Beautiful Hair, Strong Jawline, Amazingly Toned Shoulders. Always Taken, Never Looking.
Alone I Sit, In This Hazard Cell. Alone I Wait For prince To Come.
Taken Away, The Long Golden Fervent Locks Of A Virgin.
Alone I Sit. Alone I Search.
Taking The First To Come My Way. © 2013 meganwheeler |
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