Purple BeautyA Poem by paradise
how fragile she can be with a box that says handle with care hence her glass heart But he was too selfish to care
Its not her fault he did it to her He Broke Her He Made Her Fall He Ignored the Signs He Made Her Do It
He told her she had to smile because she had to look prefect He told her she had to laugh when he told her to and listen to what he was saying He told her purple and black were his favourite colors And that she looked pretty with them covering her skin
He made her fall to the ground and didnt help her back up He made her break by playing with her heart He ignored the box that said handle with care apparently hes too good enough to even pretend he has to care He made her do what he said because if she didnt listen he would make sure she turned up dead
He said if she lied to him he would tell everyone what happened to her he would tell them what her father did when she was 7 years old He would say every detail of how he did it every night and made her not tell anyone and how she was too weak to fight Or when he stripped and went into bed with her making her cry but he'd brush back her hair and say its fine
She Has Had Enough of him taking control She is tired of watching her heart become less and less whole she is silent because shes fragile and doesnt want to break but that one last threat was soemthing she would not take.
She goes with him to the woods and he gives her three hits One Two Three Get The F**k Up! he shouts she lays there no more listening shes whispers He kicks her twice One Two Get Up! He shouts "No" He grabs her by her hair and yanks her from the ground He slaps her right across her cheek She whimpers and tells herself she will not be weak He throws her to the ground and grabs her by the legs dragging her to the farther into the woods She looks for anyone near the pegs
He tells her to strip and give him a show like her Dad made her do many years ago Moving farther away she pulls out a gun "You won't do it" He shouts "Your too weak." She pulls back the trigger and aims for his head " Well listen here baby I always wanted you dead" Bam! The sound of the gun fills the woods "Well Look whose won."
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