Could You, Please Stop
She bleeds that her tears are seen,
As thick red blood,
She feels her strengths are diminished,
That her only defense was her tears.
She is looked upon as gold,
Until the mighty fist touched and stained her crowned beauty.
|Short Story: Amaka Why|
|Photo Credit: Temitope|
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