In My Blood
Red fluid flowing through my veins
The center being my heart
My liver being the cleanse
To detox is to rid
The pollutant of my sins
Inherited traits
In which I do relate
My mother giving me strength
As my father a jack of all trades
When my temper flares it boils to create
A pressured high
Following words which may cut like knives
So simple and true
Mindfully giving
A pride to be seen
During a parade in the city
No argument could be had
Nothing to be heard
Whats In my Blood
A thickness so true
I'm proud to be me
How about you
Copyright © Tiffany Diaz | Year Posted 2015
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