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Jan 2012
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locked away
withing nothing to say
but answer
this or that
or how im feeling
do you hear voices?
do you want to live?
if this is what the res of my life holds
than NO!!
who would
its breakfast
smoke
group and group and some more group
lunch
smoke
visit
than
you guessed it
smoke
sit and ****** around
for round 3 hours
than dinner
smoke
sit around
wait for a visit
pray someone comes
smoke
******
smoke
lights out its eleven
please just turn mine out
ive had enough of this
everyday its the same ******* routine
the days are long
wish they were short
but the nights you ask
way too short
lifes too short
to be locked away like this
this *****
no really it bnlows
im loosing it
this pace makes me want to **** myself
more than
anything else
Michael McBride
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