Forcing his self, he turns her around making her die
Dont you see blood on white
There is a mom offering her life, for her children to make it in life
Dont you see blood on white
Closing the shop at night, walking those dirty allies
Found her alone stripping her body, her dignity like she is some toy.
That's blood on white
When you are broken but ya tell the others not to
Thats blood on white.
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life poems
PoetryThey are my poems. My save zone. They are my shield. They are my voices. They are my everything. They are my life lines. Every piece of me is there .
