It's Not Blood
She has that look on her face
That says
Oh am bad
Don't mess with me
Am guilty as charged
And she has this dark background
And her dark hair
And her eyes...
And then she is holding this thing on her hand
This thing has blood dripping down her fingers
And that look....
Hahaha, i tell her, girl go wash that hand and eat that fruit right
Don't want any pomegranate nightmare
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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