Waking Up With Dignity
taking a walk,down my memory lane-i saw people and places that were not familar
to me. there were men,many men-they look at me with such lust in their eyes.licking
their lips as they touched me,sliding me money-telling me "baby,i love the way you
do that to me." and then i wake up-all alone in my bed,no men;no money-just
me,myself and i and most important,my dignity.
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