- Sometimes when it's dark and her mom is passed out from all the drugs Kayle sneaks away from home. Then the sun comes up and she's right back in her room. Life in the day is normal and sweet. As soon as the moon rises everything becomes a dirty treat. It's liking living in hell. Yet no one can tell. Her mom smiles big for the people outside. She carries a strange pride. Only Kayle know the truth. Kayle long ago kissed away her youth. Now only nine. She has too much to shine. Death, drugs, and sex is what she knows. Never to realize the sweet smell of a rose. Poor little Kayle, the last one left. Her mother has commited a great theft. Stealing Kayle's purity. The poor little girl with no security.
- by the ivory lily |
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- | Submitted on 03/14/2009 |
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- Title: Kayle
- Artist: the ivory lily
- Description: This is a just something that popped into my head. I'm not even completly sure what it's about. It's kind of confusing so yeah.
- Date: 03/14/2009
- Tags: kayle
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Nightrise2121 - 03/23/2009
- That's horrifying.....make's my version of hell seem like heaven......good job.....
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- LillLazaru5 - 03/19/2009
- Poor little Kayle. So miserable. Other than that, it's pretty good. I like it. smile
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- Tenacious Thomas - 03/18/2009
- ow. how could you create such misery for a nine year old
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