Pearl, a Poem

There once was a girl.
People called her Pearl.
She lived in New York City.
Things there were shitty.
Her uncle got bent.
Away she was sent.

Burgundy lips teased.
Eyebrows pleased.
A blondie eased.
A bearded frown freezed.

Meaning and significance passed.
She didn't think she'd last.
Lost at school in the hills.
She took a bunch of pills.
Day brought relief.
Night returned grief.

Cloudy gray.
Gone astray.
Time away.
Please stay.

Fear didn't devour.
Pearl found her power.
Time to wake up.
She drank from her cup.
Untangled a poisoned knot.
She wrote a new plot.

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