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Lady of the Night (Out of Need)
Lady of the Night. ( Out of need)
It's 4:00 in the morning and it's pouring down again.
The rain is lashing against my misty window panes.
I can see halfway down the road under the streetlight.
There stands Mary, one of the ladies of the night.
Five nights a week Mary will be there, come rain or shine.
Just trying to survive not really committing any crime.
Mary has ...
Sunday 13th October 2024 9:05 am
PAPER LOVE
She was 19 and alone
No place to call her own
Two packed bags was all she called home
Her innocence taken from her long ago
All she is left with is a head full of dreams
She became an adult before she became a teen
Now she is chasing after Paper Love
For thirty minutes maybe more
Just knock on the door
She got her own room
She controls the mood
She w...
Friday 24th July 2020 7:37 am
dulled
agile mind dimmed by the drugs
they say shes a dopewhore; she fucks all the plugs
no one to care for her, shes losing her mind
but deep down inside theres a loving soul you'll find
scared of her shadow shes been badly abused
covered in makeup so you cant see that shes bruised
turned to the gang because it was the only thing left
but it wasnt what it seemed full of lies and ful...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 11:42 am
desperate
shes desperate for a fix
anything for the drugs so that includes taking dangerous risks
calling up every drug dealer she knows, to see if theyd give her something in exchange for taking off her clothes
didnt matter what they gave her, so long as she was high and the night was a blur
every couple hours a new man was involved
when she was caught one night her family was appauled
a ...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 11:21 am
A poem for my late father, Bernard.
Twas the dawning of Father's Day, so said Facebook
Not a feeling was stirring, not even a fuck.
No flowers were planted by the headstone with care
Cos a mad pauper's grave can have no headstone there.
The children were restless, and not in their beds
Cos visions of suicide danced in their heads
Of white overalls and of tablets and shame
And sickness and pimping, a life quite insane.
Th...
Monday 6th January 2020 4:49 pm
The lady of the night.
There's a lady
who's known as the lady of the night.
On the dot of 9-00 she arrives,
with her fiery lips and fiery hips
dressed in colours that match her eyes.
She totters on heels as high as a hand
and makes her way down the street
to the place that she calls her place of work
where her clients know that she’ll be.
In driving rain she'll be there again
as the drivers stutter on b...
Saturday 23rd April 2016 10:32 pm
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