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Jul 2020
I had a family,
I had my innocence,
I had a life,
I didn't ask for this sentence.

He tricked me,
He used and abused me,
He beat and broke me,
Then He sold me.

Broken and Abused,
Addicted and used,
Beaten and used,
This is my penance.

They found me,
They rescued me,
They took care of me,
They pulled me from my prison within.
Written by
JE Boothe  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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