Free
Nothing is ever free.
My body deserves your energy
but I won't give it up without
payment says the corner prostitute.
She's locked up in her deceit, no one
trusts her and leaves her alone to
sulk in the shadows of a ugly home.
She knows it's wrong, she knows it's
bad but she won't stop. She can't.
Moving faster, not remembering any face
that left the twenty after the act.
confused little girl, nothing to live for.
Searching for the one thing that will
make her whole again and that's love.
she would conquer the world, but she
would never be free until love touched
her at least once. Tears fell down her
eyes as she lied in the dirty gutter.
Awaiting the calls that never came.
None from her family, they didn't
care. None from a secret admirer the
only ones who touched her only did it
to help themselves. She held the envelope
in her hands touching the green money.
Love for the paper now became her new
high and she worked hard to get hers
because no one cared so why should she?
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