This Place
They have locked up in this place,my heart,it quickens its pace,things around me I have to
face and a ciggerette I want to taste!Medication this is not what I need,what I need is my
mind to be free,so I drop to my knees crying hard indeed!There Ipray for a better day
andIwonder what people see when they look at me,God help me please!
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