*For the prostitutes who never wanted an ending like this, for those wishing their normal life back, I care for you.
She looks really far away,
She is out of her mind.
Only if she could restart,
Only if she could rewind.
But now she satisfies men,
Then wishing to had kept her body.
She now dances for everyone,
Selling herself for the money.
-Adiiid
ESTÁ A LER
Poetry For The Soul
PoesiaSometimes, you have to breathe in poetry to feel alive again. And oh, come inside my Wonderland. Darling, I am waiting. Book cover by: @notursaint © Copyright 2016 By: Adiiid
