The Last Rose Petal Drops
Knocked down in the street
She struggles to her feet
Just another runaway who cant run away,
She sells her inner light
To the predators at night
So the violent man gets paid
She paints on lipstick smiles
It gets her thru the miles
But her body shows the wear
She vows one day to quit
But her word just isnt worth spit
And they would kill her if she dared
One day all bruised and sore
She wakes on a dirty floor
And she feels all inside has stopped
They zip her in a bag
Put Jane Doe on her tag
As the last rose petal drops
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2012
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