Addict. - Poem by Lizzy Tomlinson
Up and down the street she strolls.
Sexy walking, breaking rules.
Her mini skirt rides up her ass,
As she smiles at all the men who pass.
Sex for money changes hands,
No~one really understands.
Low esteem and misery,
Are hers for now, her destiny?
For she is a smack addict,
Drugs to her veins, she does inflict.
Needs a hit now, twice a day,
Needs to whore to earn the pay.
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