With all the bruises she rest back to her couch
While the baby watched her mama cry hard,
For how many years will I be caged?
As the tears rolled down
Burning the fresh nail marks on her cheeks.
Through it all somebody watched her close
A visitor who would secretly love her
She had no clue what waits ahead,
They say love can heal the deepest pain.
Is it true? Let's wait!
*Its time for a twist, do watch the video along and feel free to comment.*
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Hope of a Sex Worker
Non-FictionEver wonder how it is to be a Sex worker? We wouldn't because we never wanted to be one. -Neither did they! Until, they were forced or trafficked into flesh trade. This is a message out to all from the sex workers community of ho...
