Street girl
Bent down on
her knees
Forgive me
please.
The agony
she goes through.
The tears
she never shows you.
As long as
she shuts her mouth
He’ll keep
her down south.
She’s
friendly on the outside but
The babe is
full of pride.
Her life
will never be the same
Because its
time she played the game
Of her life
The strife
The knife
She fights.
Her life
will never be the same.
She will
never play the game.
Again.
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