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Nov 2015
Desperate, the only word that could define her
on her face she had no make up,  but those disgusting bruises
with each bruise competing to give its story.
the one on the left cheek, shouted than that on her right hip
the one on the forehead would sure make the headlines
telling the story of her and her cruel life.

Her friend envied her, she was a friend to the teacher
she gave him her consent, coz she thought he was richer
after all was done, he turned out to be a cheater
coz experience proved to her, ''am better than your teacher.''

Her belly started protruding, nine months later she was a mother
her father disowned her, he could not live with two mothers
she was sad but happy to be free
ready to carry the title, THE FREE PRISONER.

Day one was bad,but day three and four, became worse
she had a kid to look after but in her mind she knew
she was not a qualified nurse...
''i wish i knew, i wish i knew'' that was the chorus
of her new song coz life to her was too tragic
making her broke to afford some hope.

Of all people, death knocked at her door post
and as we are talking now her child is gone
she has nothing left, but options in her head;
make an early exit from her cursed world
or become a lady of the night.

She wishes she choose the first option
because the second has make her a walking corpse
she encounter with those beasts clad in man's skin is disheartening
the last one tried to break her heart, not knowing already it was in pieces.

This is her fifth abortion that came with a secret
that only her and her doctor knows; she is positive...
she can cry no more, her tear glands are dry
this explains why her favorite movie is, 'A THOUSAND WAYS TO DIE'.

She jumps in-front of a speeding vehicle and waits for the worst
she opens her eyes to find herself on the floor
with her mother telling her she was late for school
and FINALLY she realizes it was just a dream.
Written by
stephen mastel
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