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A lesson in life to be learned

That lesson has yet to be taught

Pray for the broken homes

For their hearts are all but lost.

Running away from home

It's only for fun at the start

Anger, felt, it's only the pain in your heart.

Now the streets are your life

Feelings are part of the job

X-Rated, lust, serves to rip you apart.

Paid for services rendered

Always a one night stand

Servant, victim, perform for another man

Incarcerated - love

Entombed - one night stand

Casualty - is your name

A victory - your own hand

Remembering your younger days

Reminiscing in the good thoughts

Praying to go back home someday.

The ill winds of hell which exist for you

The child that has yet to grow

A planted life an unwanted birth

Abortion thoughts reek of pain

Birth control then was ignored

Scary conclusion rings in your mind.

Your hell, you pass down at birth

A child left to an unknown fate

Maybe someday you'll meet again

A child master, and you're the bait

Back on the strip again

A profession that never ends

Perceived, pain, the anger that grows within.

Realize your past mistakes

Change and you will see

Desired, cravings, of what you want to be.

Victim is your name

Who's turn to love this night

Direction, his choice, the wrong road or the right.

A lesson in life to be learned

That lesson has yet to be taught

Pray, for the broken homes

For their hearts are all but lost.