Changed
trying to get to the door.
Face black and blue,
not having a clue.
What to do,
where to go,
who to show,
who can help.
Cloths stained with red,
bleeding on her head,
trying to get out,
not enough strength to shout.
No help around,
can't make a sound,
it can't get worse
but still doesn't give up....
5 years later,
3 kids,
nice place,
strong mind with a beautiful face.
Happy with a husband,
and a real true friend.
Knowing she'll never go back,
Picking food over a dime sack.
On her own without a pimp,
standing strong and not so limp.
No more drugs,
no longer banging with thugs.
Got herself of the ground
and completely turned her life around....
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