Steal the Beauty from the Young.

Little did they know the cruelty inside, For a bitter girl who often tried.

With a wicked smile, And awesome style. 

Shes the type that boys would chased, the kind of girl a bit two faced.

The girl who often lied, right up till the night she died.

Maybe they should have seen it coming, the twisted words of her becoming.

The boys who often cried, The girls who she often fried.

Sometimes there is a price on beauty, always leaving her shaking that booty.

Its not a crime to be pretty, but the way she did it such a pity.

Cannibalism they would call it, but to her its a way of keeping fit.

Steal the beauty from the young she said, because to her there better dead.

Author's Note

So This is my first poem in awhile Enjoy!

Reviews

[Coffee Vampier]

I like it, I mean we all know someone like this and we can relate.... Or at least keep someone like it.

I need to write a poems or story about someone like this, not because its the most amazing personality in the world I just know I'm not that only one who has met or who has been burned by someone like this. Sometimes one just needless to release the energy of that story.

Thank you for inspiring me to get rid of that energy finally :)

[Sami Khalil]

Thank you for sharing...:)