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Jul 2015
Getting her naked
shaving ***** hairs
Feeling her dripping
Way down there
Hearing her whisper
An ******* sigh
Watching her finger
Go deep inside
Watch heSociety's Blame
I heard a girl crying
Do you know her name
They brought her in bleeding
It's bringing down the rains
I hear the neighbors crying
The middle of the streets
If she should pass away
I beg don't take away sweet
There must be a change
From the criminals own mind
We'd rather see them die
Then losing an innocence own time.

By,

John P. Pierre
Evanston IL
Β©Monday, July 27, 2015

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