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A victim of the streets

She’s one of the homeless,

A victim of society

She left the broken home,

Try as they may there was no fixing it,

Her parents deciding, to go their own ways,

She turned to drugs and drink

And lost control,

They said was nothing they could do, now she was in that hole,

She was lost they said both in heart and soul

And so be came a destitute,

In a world of decrepitude,

Open to being abused,

This now was the life for her

And it wasn’t even her fault,

This is where she had been brought,

Down on her knees and she baulked,

In the face of responsibility,

She longed just to be free of this life

And this isn’t right,

That this became her plight,

And there was no one there for her

And no support or care,

Welcome to the underworld,

She was now a junkie girl,

Turning tricks and getting burned,

Within a society that turns a blind eye,

That covers up its ears

And that ignored all of her tears

That she cries alone at night.