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Lonely Girl
It twas a dark and disconsolate night I walked lonesome alleys, as I clenched myself tight It was very cold that night, there was no single light The ground shivered my feet, I’m in a need of heat. I’ve ran away from my master He can no longer hurt me, my life is in a disaster I have nowhere to run, I have nowhere to hide My life is filled with lies Thoughts run through my head, I began to dread My mother - She lied to me She said I was safe and that she would come back What she said to me was not a fact I’ve been stuck with a stranger, that I do not know A stranger that I do not wish to call a friend nor a foe. Oh my, where can I go? I’ve been stuck in hole and so has my soul. How can someone be so low? I have reached age twenty-three, But yet I do not wish to breathe, I wish to die alone. I have nothing, but bruises to show. My mother and this Man, hath ruined me All I wanted was a family. I am age twenty-three, there is a bump beneath these rags I wear, Soon to turn into something I will not care for. It belongs to the stranger, the man who put me in danger I have a plan, that will end it all Something that will allow me to hang tall, I will end mine and also my embryo’s life.
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