Friday, June 22, 2012

Poetry: Prostitute


An inside look into the mind of a lady who feels she has no choice in her profession. As humans, we look on the outside, but if we only took the time to learn a person’s heart opportunities to reach out to those lost and hurting would be endless. Think before judging – it’s not our job.





Sky high heels
Pinch-tipped toes
Aching arch
Bunions grow -

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