In the darkest of streets
I have taken even darker shades
They say, the filth that I carry
Shouldn't spread.
I have never left these corners
Stayed in the herd for long now
Been conspicuous
Till' my very soul.
They come
They bare themselves
And tag me;
With promiscuity.
4 comments:
Very well expressed!
Reality...nively written
Reality...nively written
Reality...nively written
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