Locked from the outer world,
By the jail that is called my home,
I long to run and jump outside,
But instead I sit alone.
Mar 14, 2012
Mar 14, 2012 at 6:30 PM UTC
Locked from the outer world,
By the jail that is called my home,
I long to run and jump outside,
But instead I sit alone.
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