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she was
her stelettos beat like drums against the pavement at nights
as each car passes her eyes transforms the glaring lights
into erotic sensations of lustful dreams taking flight
watch her hips as it swaves
her lips transforms men into slaves
who crave to bathe in moistness that is her soul
shes always cold
watch her trembling toes curl
as her back faces the world with eyes closed
she dreams of love
her dreams of love transforms
the screams of thugs
into the wispers of doves
wake up baby girl
this is the real world
where dreams dont come true
so do what you do best
unbuckle that dress
for these streets now belong to you
your a working girl now
and bills have to be paid
mouths have to be fed
someone has to be the slave
use your skin
your skin is all they see
use that skin before it gets too thin
give that skin to me
use you back use your knees
use your lips
use your tongue to taste the drips
use your hips
close your eyes
her crys echoes the pains of being alone
a victim of a single parent home
she tries to be that stone her kids can lean on
shes strong
life is a game thats she losing
but her kids gives her the strenth to carry on
shes use to the struggling life
she knoes what its like to have 5 children
2 boys 3 girls without ever being called a wife
shes begining to grow weak
you see as she strolls these concrete streets at nights
she fights the cumpulsions of walking up five flights
using the pavement
as a statment
that even with patience
shes takes a deep breath
she realizes that her death
would only continue a cycle of constant regrets
and the though of losing her only source of happinees
was not worth making that final step
so she walks these streets
she walks these streets using the cold concrete
as a symbol of constant rejection
the reflection a women forced to live ther lives
within these emty intersections
her heart has become num
no longer preoccupied with reach for that gun
her fears are fed with needles
that rutures her lungs
she feels at ease
the combination of sex and drugs
emotionally releases her
from a world that pushes and tugs on he skin
shes dying
internally shes trying to breath
but its to late to stops this diease
you see her children
her children have yet to be fed
They are starving
There growing thinner every day
Shes too high to notice anymore
Malnutrition is causing there teeth to decay
wheres mommy they would say
i would tell them mommy has work today
then i felt that shock
the echeos of gun shots
rigng loudly on these lonely blocks
screams
lights
she was never coming back
you see as she walks these concrete streets at nights
she was constantly be watched
by eyes that saw her thighs
as cries that needed to be trapped
i could hear the echoes for days
i could see the tears falling from her face
i could taste her last breath
i could smell the lead
i could hear the shouts
i could hear what they said
prostitute found dead in the park
with two close range shots to the head
