Mar 2018
I can not vouch for purity,
For innocence,
Since blood streaks tainted my cheek;
Bullet wound in my chest,
Shot as either a glare or stare
From thine eyes to the weak
For innocence,
Since blood streaks tainted my cheek;
Bullet wound in my chest,
Shot as either a glare or stare
From thine eyes to the weak
