The suffering and the pain,
The overwhelming shame,
Leaves her hangi'n there.
Swinging in the pits of despair.
Her childhood non-existent,
Her friends turned to foes.
Selling herself for money,
She's really not one of those.
She's swaying in the chains,
With her head down to her knee's,
She's out and crying' a river,
But no one hears her plea's.
There was no way out,
Her daddy told her so,
Her mommy always said,
She was the biggest of whorry hoes.
She had to bring the money,
Had to make the dough,
With no one there to help her,
She became what no one knows.
And now she's all alone,
With no place to call home,
And in the mists of tangled sheets,
It's just a little girl who weeps.
With her hair in two braids,
And her face a masquerade,
With her pretty little dress,
Stained to the darkest red.
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Submission Name: Condemned To Red
