The girl of purity
Jane of beauty trapped inside her head
never fully understanding her world
lost inside her own confusion she walks among peering men in the streets
having her ways with whomever she please
knowing none could truly love a girl of such questionable sanity
she lived her life quietly, quietly among mortals
until one day she walked home and sat on her bed
sinking in the sheets
Jane drew a bullet to her head
her once blonde waves now tainted by gore
left dead and with child
her looks couldn\'t save her anymore