split lipsA Poem by Jessesince we're here i'm not talking to air fists came near the fights not fair
split lip crushed soul you slip sorry told
protect and save shelter and love little seen or have besides boxing glove
split lip bruised face your slip save grace
brush with a past filled with lies lunch went fast still despise
split lip drunken slave last time hit you're gone to grave
came softspoken came wounded came bleeding came caged left anew outspoken survived bleeding survived wounded out of cage
© 2008 Jesse |
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Added on May 11, 2008 Author |