The Blood On My Fist
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ariannamac
ariannamac Ayo got rejected by my bff Check
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A little BLM poem. Show some love on your account please. And only spread positivity

The Blood On My Fist

I put my fist up but apparently thats a threat. I put my fist up because they run out of breath.

We put our fist up for the many lost lives. But apparently killing others are some police's thrive.

Breath in...

Breath out...

Breath in...

Breath out

Breath in...

Breath ou-

Breathing in is them trying to catch the slim air. Them breathing out is not them trying to get clout...

So say their names and show them love, or else then your just one of those who leave it at a nudge

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