26 August 2012
Blood from harm
My Scarlett, red blood, Flows like a huge flood, Out of my arm, From all the bad harm.
Tortured by a man, I helplessly ran, Away from the pain, I should never have gained.
The man ran after me, But why would he? I haven't nothing to give, I definitely won't forgive.
This stranger, To me he is danger. Don't look back, Otherwise I'll get a whack.
Escape this torture, I want a good future, Safety is what I need, Safety is what I greed.
Blood From Harm • Opuss № I