Little girls in big girl bodies

Little girls in big girl bodies

A Poem by Conversations Kill
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Impulsive piece, direct and to the point with a little melody kicked behind the satire.

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and he picks her up
and he drops her off
and shakes her a bit
and her head falls off

 

weak fickle
brittle little spittle bug
 girls fall in love with love
confusing passion from a man for-
nothing that its worth
for weak brittle little hearts
with thoughts so bleak
stomped on just once
is enough for their tittle world
to fall apart

 

mean girls they have their eyes
on a  shinier prize

 

how times have changed
now most of us
we dont depend so much

 

but weak little fickle boys
they jump from heart to heart
they follow what you give
you lie they take it in
you take them in they lie

 

mean boys have their mind set
on bigger things to spend
they dont just to sit
they rampage through your heart
and shred it to little brittle pieces
weak no longer weak
thanks to mean fickle boys
that only prefer toys.
resulting in no more weak little
fickle  brittle  naive girl
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© 2009 Conversations Kill


Author's Note

Conversations Kill
Little words with big meanings

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Conversations Kill
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