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 © | Year Posted 2010

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Murphy Avatar
March 12, 2010 at 9:27 AM
SORRY TO HEAR THIS GOOD LUCK WITH THAT STAY STRONG LOVE CAN BE FELT ANYWHERE FALESHIA
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