the hands of a young man is coverd with the innocent blood of a young women! Dressed with fear, baby gurl, sooo confussed! not knowing what to do! I feel 4 her soo bad! Me not knowin what to do! only power i kno i can do is PRAY! one tender flesh, is constantly imbeded by another! but this is not the soft tender touch of love. her body has been thro more punches than Muhameed Ali!! Only cryn daily, to see another day of this, she asks GOD, when is the day i will see you!! constant crys. Which she kno's no more. in a blink of on eye only if time would slo down she reaches for the gun me reachin for her but all she can say I THOUGHT I WAS IN LOVE!!!