Shaylen Allen in the alley way
The night of care... cali kush
And Sally may... you have
The saddened days
Of native family's fade...
She prays the braids
Of residential Graves
Dont choke the youth
She stays in tragedy for
Two micro days
And braids the manly pain
In three ways
We stay in cry full howls
Wolves of sanity
For free change
And the plan we make...
Till alcohol abuse
Narcotics. Create
Atmosphere for happy change
By conversation
Of recreation
Addiction making plain
Language
Of damnation rate...
She's my angel of a native face
With grace of weapon.
Saved from raiding plates
Of food
Of children *** abuse is rank