Choking on concrete.
Choking on concrete.
Starved, beaten, and craved.
400 times a whore, and sold for more.
I just want to die.
Release me from this hell.
I cannot tell a soul.
A promise cast in stone.
No shelter from the cold.
Only sixteen years old.
Pleading for the end, the urge to die.
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