One fatal final evening,
She took a blow to her head.
She fell motionlessly to the floor,
seeping blood stained her skin red.
Her eyes wide with terror,
As her killer stalked away.
Noone knew who killed her.
Its stil a mystery to this day.
Her flawless beauty.
Is now a long gone memory.
Along with her winning smile.
Aswell as her charming personality.
She did have a name.
To tell you what it is I do not know.
But ask any one around in this small town.
They tell you all the know.
" That girl that was murderd was nothing more then a cheap sluttly hoe"
just came to my mind
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What a sad poem her true story has never told they lather her with such a horrible name' a cheap slutty hoe'. She could have been much more than that in person and mow we will never know.
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yes thats exactly wat i wanted you to ask. its sad isnt it.....
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