Not her choice

A beautiful young rose,

introduced to the garden of the world,

abandoned by the gardeners who planted her seed,

introduced to the dark pits of society ,

the beautiful rose begins to developed,

her pedals begin to beg for life and light,

the whole world closest down,

abused by her uncles in there house,

she tends to search the streets to find a better life,

no other choice in her mind she has,

but to live the easy life,

her beauty in full potential,

but the rose once grown, develops sharp thorns,

an angel always walk in the avenue of sin,

her beauty and attributes easily seen,

an angel with a beautiful glow,

society made its mark at age 14,

beautiful home, brand new car, three abortions,

in her resume,

the beautiful lady replaces the moon at night,

her smile and laugh can be heard from miles apart,

the sunrise shows its light,

searching for the smiles and image that has replaced

its sister, his search is useless,

the lady with the wonderful smile,

sits in a cold corner of her immense house,

covering by the shadows,

as she forms a human ball and cries,

the sky turns dark, rain its presence,

as she begins to stand up,

the night falls, she steps out begins to smile,

not before touching her 14 year old diary

with a black red ink pen,

writing,

” life gave me no choice,

life turned me to who I am not my mistake,

but society gave me no choice

-che

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