Condemned
Not looking for love
Just the next buck
A lil bit of lust
And she ran out of luck..
She played & ran,
Man after man,
Only because she thought she can.
There was no knowing one another,
Carbon copy of her mother.
She fatefully made a big mistake,
she rolled the dice putting her life at stake.
5 minutes of pleasure became a lifetime of pain
And someone else beat her at her own game.
She never had a minute to think
Watching herself bleed
Slitting her wrists
Closing a chapter without starting a page
Sentenced to death at such a young age..
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