lost hopefuls

The fun one
she was out on the town
never to come home
her voice,
no longer made sound
so i cried.

The abused one
she called to cry
said her man friend,
he broke her inside
she'll never go back
thats what she said
now she is there
and she sleeps in his bed.

The crazed one
she was deep in her drug
her boyfriend, her sex life
and broken red wrists
her tounge it decieved
and took another with her.

The perfect one
he listened to words
under the influence
and over the girl
he shielded promises
because she appealed.

The no one
standing behind her frame
inside, looking out
at what she became
inside a box, another no name

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1. Niko says:

   Enchanting ... deep ... mesmerizing ... hopeful.