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Street Life

twinkle twinkle little star she had a dream that went too far.all she wanted ws to be loved,all she wanted was to be wanted.all she wanted was to be acknowledged. from a child to a woman overnight express.what harm came her way with a simple hello.at 16 she lived on skid row,getting introduced to being a street ho.pimps galore,beatings somemore,late night running from the cops.from car to car she hops,without a conscience she trotts around the corner bend.standing tall one minute the next beat to the ground. 18 she thought she was on top of her game until she met "mr.cocaine in the brain".she tried it once and immediatly got hooked sniffing lines while she got booked.mr.cocaine became her only friend stuck with till that very end. 21 she thought she was done but had only begun.working all day into the night parting straight into the morning.eventually becoming a cocaine feen.sometimes she'd hook up with a guy or two,but by doing it for free made her unhappy. 30 she graduated to smoking crack,fighting with her man,ib the hospital with a broken back.little girl lost no longer a kid by 31 she was doing a federal bid.from skid row to park row she only moved downtown,her life seemed over until god came azround. with little hope and love and blind faith to match,a new and honest life was a dream she could catch.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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