Pleasant smiles

Happy child

Bath her memories in a pool of blood

Wish her secrets

To stay forever buried

Don't pick the scab that hurts the most

Shattered innocence

Forgiven neglect

Her insides are still torn and your face burns her eyes

Forbidden moans of ecstasy

From a mouth to young to understand

Can you still taste her vulgar screams?

Thrown to the floor

Without a second thought

Were you able to get the stains out?

Pleasant smiles

Happy child

No more.

AN: this is a collection of poems i'm going to be doing for awhile, i'll try to update every few days. tell me if you like the idea, "Vulgar tales of the stolen" i like the name...he he