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Locked Up..
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Freedom Stripped from me as They Turn the Key.. Not to be Released not to Live Never Set Free.. Unable to Take it i Cover the Sadness i Hold.. Surrounded By Violince "Jail is Hell" Is what im Told.. Worried about who is Gonna try To Take me Out.. I stay in my Cell to Keep Breathin Without a Doubt.. I chose My Fate My Life that Took the Wrong Route.. Not to Pout Keep a Strong Head is what its About.. I Kepp My Mouth Closed and sit in My Cell.. Lettin go of My Once Life is a Story i Now Tell.. Im Now in Hell With a Life Sentence to WithHold.. A Cell with Mould the Darkness always Cold.. I Wrote Scriptures to Keep My Mind Right.. With no Lamp Im Forced to Write With Moon Light.. Take my Soul and Throw it Into Hells Gate.. Forced to Kill for Food Scared of My Cell Mate.. I now Sit a Ruined Man with Nothin Remaining.. I Fell My passion for Life already Changing.. My Life was Settled by 1 Action My Only Fate.. I was put here For Living a Life of Anger and Hate.. ... |
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This was nice. It captured the feelings of the prisoner really well and u had some nice vocab. I think you could have expanded even more with this topic but u did a great job with what u have already. Nice work |
Thnx for the Feed
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it was deep & serious
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I think you could have used some comas, though I thought that this was piece was good.
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Hey man that was a tyte poem. Took alot of thought, huh? You really described the life a prisoner. Propz!
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thnx for the feed
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