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Greenshirt

GREEN SHIRT Her misinterpatations of what she thinks she seen cost my ass sitting seven days at a table in green I have to sit and listen to people ****ing stupid remarks I just try to ignore it. While my mind embarks If they only knew what was in my head while my minds on its journey ****, most of these peoples presence aint even worthy these guys try talking, acting like they have a care or concern but in all actuality they wouldnt give a **** if you crash and burned I guess that what to expect from fellow convicts in prison You're expected to open up and talk to people you dont even know If you were to slip or fall they would just let you go They would be the first behind you to watch the blood flow You want me to stand firm and call this assholes my brother Im just keeping t real from one inmate to another.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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