Hey There Delilah (SemiColon 416)

Raised as a pretty young girl.

Destined for greatness.

Until,
She met Him.
Her Adonis.
Till, that one night.

He beheld her in her birthday suit.
He felt her flesh till she was no longer Athena.
Like a shooting star attached with a bad wish, he vanished.

She altered into a scavenger for passion only. Woman close your legs and calm your whore-mones down, I can see your generation.

Have you no shame?

Slitting herself abreast to ”ease the hurt”. She immersed in a pool of blood. Her wrist with mere abrasions as death whispered into her ears
She became an inmate of her own ghost.

Be first past the post.
Self harm is imminent.

Semi-Colon Project 416 ;