This is the devistation,
the desacration,
the substitution,
for prostitution,
lots of abuse,
then,
drop the muse,
and take a minute to choose,
then walk away,
she'll live,
to see another day,
she made the choice,
they herd her voice,
strong and brital,
tough but simple,
blood and tears,
wasted years,
never thought,
she'd get away,
lived to see,
her wedding day,
now shes old and gray,
todays her dieing day,
they've pulled the plug,
she sit's,
inside the grave they've dug,
buried with what she had,
her pride in the fact,
she beat the tide,
before she died.
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