JaneA Poem by hannah katherine ganThe girl of purity Jane of beauty trapped inside her head never fully understanding her world lost inside her own confusion she walks among peering men in the streets having her ways with whomever she please knowing none could truly love a girl of such questionable sanity she lived her life quietly, quietly among mortals until one day she walked home and sat on her bed sinking in the sheets Jane drew a bullet to her head her once blonde waves now tainted by gore left dead and with child her looks couldn't save her anymore © 2017 hannah katherine gan |
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1 Review Added on January 11, 2017 Last Updated on January 11, 2017 Authorhannah katherine ganmarylandAboutPeople have many different truths to themselves and these are a few of mine. Aries. more..Writing
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