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May 2019
****** out,
Body used up.
New face
By the day.

Soulless gaze,
Only to please.
At the whim
Of their pay.

And I give
For a price.
Even to
Whom I don’t like.
And it’s work,
No passion.
All an act
To survive.

Tiring.
Gone for hours.
Following
Every order.

Cleaning up
From past clients,
Readying
For the next.

And I give
For a price.
Even to
Whom I don’t like.
And it’s work
No passion.
All an act
To survive.

I’m exhausted
By strangers’ hands.
I can’t stand it,
But I’ve no choice.
There’s nowhere
For me to leave.
I’m only
A slave to please.
Lyrics to a song.

To anyone that has experienced this, I sincerely hope for your wellness.
Klaus Gruen
Written by
Klaus Gruen  22/M
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     Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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