Prison Storm
When this storm finally passes and you wonder how you made it through it with each day that passes and learn what to do.Inside you made some friends That's all over with and bars close once again not sure if the World is still the same deal for you and they're moving forward every day.Whenever you come out you will not be the same person who walked in.Although many people ride the same storm over again.Oh myself I'll never forget the storm that I was in I'll try to prevent ever going back again when I put my arms around your neck and tell you I love you and I hope you never go back I pray to God every day that my children hate that storm that never ends.
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