Arick Carles Poet Elegiac Lyric

Fright

I sat down on my jail cell bed,my head was spinning i started to sweat!
The room was dim the was were cold.....
That's how the was told.....Smacked face first on the ground,body shaking there was no sound....
As i was lay on the floor,next thing i know they opened the door.....
rushing in,down on me i only seen what i wanted to see....
The room was dim the walls were cold,now that's how the story will be told!

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