not for sale
Taken from home
seeing a whole new world
Being so young not knowing
what human trafficking really was
Until she saw men she didnt know
She Finally realized what it ment to be sold
Used and abused, crying like never before
feeling so unloved, forcing herself to call this new place home
Being forced to sell her little body and told what to do
cant say no, because her feelings dont count
a world so full of hate
with no sympathy for those who would pay
scars that will never leave
memories she will never forget
hoping one day this would all change
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