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I am a woman, living in my own dark world
The one far cry from the other,
The one you all have probably heard.
I come with a tag,
Some call me a slut and some as a whore,
Yes, I am a prostitute, go and shame me more.
I am a victim of poverty
And men treat me like their property.
No one hears my cries and screams
My soul lies on the bed of shattered dreams.
Neither of my actions makes me feel ashamed
As It is only through this my survival is ascertained.