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Strawberry

You awaken in the cardboard box

That you refer to as your home

The dawn is barely breaking

And already you feel alone

 

A ****** bath in a public restroom

Then you’re ready to start your day

Layers of stage makeup hide the wounds

Of the lead in this lack of morality play

 

First up is the sadistic businessman

He knows the drugs you need

But it comes with one condition

That he gets to see you bleed

 

With his one hand around your throat

And the other grabbing your breast

He takes whatever looks good

And leaves you with the rest

 

You straighten out your dress

And try to wipe yourself clean

You’re helped back to your feet

By a schoolboy of age seventeen

 

He's skipped his classes for the day

And borrowed his mother's van

Now he’ll gladly pay your fee

If you'll make him into a man

 

It’s all over before it begins

A symptom he can't control

You can barely feel it anyway

Numb in both body and soul

 

At night you meet your ****

And give the devil his due

You willingly submit to him

As he runs you through

 

You retreat to the cardboard box

That you refer to as your home

The moon is heavy in the sky

And you can finally be alone

 

Your lips wrap around the pipe

The smoke molests your lungs

And slowly you begin to forget

The world that you came from

 

You once dreamt of a white knight

That would come and take you away

Now seen as only vestiges

Of a young girl’s naiveté

 

Dignity is a memory

An illusion from your past

Like pleasure or happiness

A feeling you could never grasp

 

You once thought you’d hit rock bottom

But there was so much further left to fall

You were filled with unknown fears

But now you’ve named them all

 

Add up the rocks they pay

As you break their last taboo

And the secrets that they share

When they’re deep inside of you

 

A normal person would go insane

But your body is no longer yours

Are you less than human now?

One of a thousand nameless ******

 

You wonder if they see a woman

Or just another object on her knees

You could show them who you really are

But that’s not what they pay you to be

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brandon-halsey
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Jan 1, 2012
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