Street Walker

Standing on the corner
Waiting for her next john

Fast talking pimp
Promising her the world

Scared all the time
Will her next trick be her last

Beatings, drugs, rape and booze
No way to live a life

How did it turn out this way
Not what she dreamt of

Standing on the corner
Waiting for the final act

©  Ceol

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