Kenya *writing *
her poem
I watch the rain fall but something strange happen It was blood tripping down from the wingu I wondered why the lord did that I turn to two girls with cuts on their arm I look scared at my siperiod and wonder what the kisu for my superiod cut my arm until red blood squirt out of my arm I scream of pain at the kisu cutting at my skin I fell hard to the ground hoping the pain will stop I turn to the girls like they wanted me to help them I stood up and hold my arm close watching blood drip the inayofuata time I saw them I had a scar which scratch in my skin Emo
her poem
I watch the rain fall but something strange happen It was blood tripping down from the wingu I wondered why the lord did that I turn to two girls with cuts on their arm I look scared at my siperiod and wonder what the kisu for my superiod cut my arm until red blood squirt out of my arm I scream of pain at the kisu cutting at my skin I fell hard to the ground hoping the pain will stop I turn to the girls like they wanted me to help them I stood up and hold my arm close watching blood drip the inayofuata time I saw them I had a scar which scratch in my skin Emo
The nigth was cold and town square was a ghost town. The sound of high heels came from the left as store mangers wuickly clkosed up for the nigth and hid under the counters.
"PLease don't let her have amo please don't let have amo"
A Young girl at the age 15 was weilding a gun,a knife, and a bottle to marched up to the gun duka before they had time to close
she mumbled something about a job and needing a new "Helli" as she called it the man slid her a black case and she walked away with a black case fully loaded.
~~ The House Of The Killer ~~
She unlocked her door and went upstaires. SHe looked at her ukuta in which some one wrote "Murder Hate Death" she alisema aloud as she removed her hat to relive red brown hair Hazel eyes and a killing look in her eye
"You Can Hide wewe Can Run But Ever Come Out Alive"
Murder Hate Death
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"PLease don't let her have amo please don't let have amo"
A Young girl at the age 15 was weilding a gun,a knife, and a bottle to marched up to the gun duka before they had time to close
she mumbled something about a job and needing a new "Helli" as she called it the man slid her a black case and she walked away with a black case fully loaded.
~~ The House Of The Killer ~~
She unlocked her door and went upstaires. SHe looked at her ukuta in which some one wrote "Murder Hate Death" she alisema aloud as she removed her hat to relive red brown hair Hazel eyes and a killing look in her eye
"You Can Hide wewe Can Run But Ever Come Out Alive"
Murder Hate Death
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