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Strange Land


 

 Young beautiful, innocent & pure

you were once upon a time

blossoming in fornt of us

till uncertainty came knocking 

our flower was now missing

 

Stolen to a strange land

where your innocents aren't yours

they program your to obey 

and freedom felt so far away 

your beauty used as an advertiser 

and your body a play toy 

 

Days into weeks

weeks into months 

 slowly forgetting the child you once were

the trap souls around you now family

once the diamond of their glass case 

now broken and thrown to the side 

 

Finally mercy smiles on you

rescued and free they say 

but society ready to knock you down again

beautiful and free now scarred for life

 

Home no longer home

freedom lose and hope far 

home no longer home

but a strange land 

 

They say, ''FREE you are NOW!"

but trapped I am 

once in this body and mind 

                                                                      N.M.L.C

 

 

 

 

 

   

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