About a women sold into sex slavery and how she struggles to keep going on.


1. Sold

My soul ripped out,

innocence gone,

I wish I were dead,

I just can't carry on,

I never move,

this room, so dark,

but I dread the light,

that's when it starts,

the men come in,

they call me names,

they undress themselves,

and do unspeakable things, 

I used to cry,

but the tears are gone,

now I wait,

for God to carry me on,

Until then,

I do what I'm told,

Another man comes in, 

I know that I am sold.


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