Poem -

Sweat Savana of Crime

Damm'it Im sad
I hate the fact
I got played by a fad

Not my job to get payed
Not my game but il play
And i always said
Id never get caught up in shame

Under my feet
what cant be seen
All of my peace
and all of your greed
Without a glimmer
she shines
Bandana on time
Sweet savana of crime
Now Wont be around
To hold hand with mine

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