hm ik weet nie of ik deze wel is heb gepost majah dit gedicht is dus al oud...
I am alone
Unwanted
And Unloved
Sold to the highest bidder
Sold for ten dollors
I was beaten
Raped
And starved
I was sold for the night
And painted like a doll.
Exotic blue eyes
Ruby red lips
Midnight curls
Held tight with a white ribbon
Dressed in virgin attire
And sold for the night
The slobbery kisses
And dirty hands
Caressing my legs
My face
My arms
And breasts
Tracing the scars
From old beatings
Tracing the signature of my life
Worked like a slave
Called many names.
Bitch
Whore
Dog
Sarah
Angie
Love
Baby
Never my own
Always their love's name.
I've been a princess
I've been a Queen.
I've been a merchant
I've been a dream
I've been a star
I've been a model
I've been your mother
I've been your daughter
For most of my life I have been shipped around
I've been called worthless
And sold for a pound.
I've been told I am nothing
Yet I'm the best in town.
Finally I'm free
I ran away.
He had started to hit
And there was a knife
He never stopped
And neither did I
Soon he was begging for his life
As I kept weilding that knife.
With his last breath
My slashing came to a rest
I sleep with no one now
Not one more man will feel my touch
I live in hiding
No one knows where.
I am wanted for murder
But I don't care.
Judge me if you must
And justify my wrong
But if I could do it over again
I would have done it sooner
And made it last longer
For the pain in his death
Will never match the pain in my life.
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Sorry, Was I screaming again?
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