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Her name was Crystalline Waters.
She was 18 and ambitious, no time for squatters.
Livin the fast lane w/ no regrets, never hesitated, placing bets.
The odds were against her, but she didn’t care.
She lived for the moment, not a second to spare.
Gold and Silver jewelry fill the void of being alone.
Remembering as a teen, running away from home.
”Get up,” “Move on,” were daily things she often heard.
She wrote her Mother a few times, but never a word.
Sex, a hustle, she had to make her way,
While praying to “Lady Luck,” each morning- everyday!
Crystalline will die tomorrow; some man will take her life.
Sadly, he may have done her a favor, ending her life’s strife.