Jail
jail is when they feed you nothing but cardboard
jail is when it is cold at night
when you cant see the ones you love
when the one you care bout was sentenced for a long time
when you loved that person
when no one can help.
i miss my guy the one i loved i miss him like a child missis there fevorite toy
i wish he never did anything in the first place.
Copyright © Kathy Haley | Year Posted 2010
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