child prostitution
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“Let me give you support,”
He says.
“Let me take care of you,”
She hears.
Her thirst and hunger becomes an endless twister,
Moonlight skin thickets
Thrown without a care
Body coated in a tainted sacred
Dark ashy chocolate glaze
Child lips concealed by customers
Purity penetrated buried inside herself
I spent a year in a foreign placeWandering about what truths I would learn or face...
