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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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MzladyClazz

I am 32 yrs old. I have been writing poetry since the age of 9. Poetry is my way to deal with the struggles of life.I also write short stories and one day would love to publish my collection of poetry and stories.

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