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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She left her home to stand alone <br>on a warm night in July.<br>Dressed to arouse in a see through blouse <br>and a mini-skirt high on her thigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She adjusted her bra whilst looking for her car, <br>then stood hands on hips.<br>Her pimp and his man arrived in a stretched out van, <br>a version for perversion and sex. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the back seat of her ride she sat, legs open wide, <br>a position of comfort and ease.<br>With her parts on view and a tease that she knew, <br>she complained in vain on her knees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was making a mistake by giving her so little cake<br>and deserved a much bigger slice.<br>But a sad fact of life was the pimp’s use of a knife, <br>his advice and ways weren’t nice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With their frustrations satisfied she apologised<br>and he put his blade away.<br>She quickly realised that she shouldn’t have tried, <br>this wasn’t the right day, or way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a sigh of regret she lit and puffed on a cigarette, <br>which soaked up the blood from her lip.<br>To her patch they pulled in; a long sidewalk of sin, <br>a performing stage for a wage and a trick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A new face was taking place befitting her space, <br>as she was pushed out the door.<br>She made up her mind that this was to be the last time<br>she’d work as a whore and seek to score.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So this was the final show of get in and let’s go, <br>and being twenty-five for too long.<br>Of twisted, violent men who come time and again<br>pretending they were intending no wrong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A well practiced scene for the trucker’s main beam, <br>or anyone who could pay their way.<br>Alas, she did her level best, but with no interest, <br>her last day brought with it no pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a><div class=q>
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on a warm night in July.
Dressed to arouse in a see through blouse 
and a mini-skirt high on her thigh.

She adjusted her bra whilst looking for her car, 
then stood hands on hips.
Her pimp and his man arrived in ..."></div>
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