the weather so
cold and chilly her breath
flew into the air
disappearing and fading
away her breath touched
the grey skies
Lonely was the girl
who stood near the lamp
the darkness of the street
as she flashed her legs
her busty chest
her intoxicating pink lipstick
on her delicate lips
so fresh so tensed
there she stood
in a busy yet lonely street
she calls her own
putting aside her dreams
to be inspiring and to see
what should have been
if not for poverty
for inequality
for pain
for sorrow
for rape
for loneliness
away she threw her dreams
into the cold winter air
as she took her bag
and sold her dignity away
alone was the girl
who dreamt of seeing the world
alas she could only see
the dreary bed
the cold bed sheets
the husky smell
of another man
bit by bit
she wanders alone
walking the streets she calls..
her new home
with shame in her bag
her dignity shattering to pieces
she cries silently into the night
letting her self go
lonely was the girl
on 13th street
a girl who achieved straight A's
a girl who was loved
a girl who wanted to become more
a lonely girl so broken
healing was too far
too slow
lonely was the girl
and to this day
she walks the streets
of shattered memories
her breath fading into dusk
her lipstick smeared
mascara dripping
through thick cut tears
lonely was the girl
lonely was forever her world
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