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Jul 2017
So cold this concrete floor
Voices muffled behind this steel door
As I wear this uniform faded blue
It's over my life is through
Feel the anger in this cage
Time to knuckle up enjoy the rage
No time to cling to fears
Dare not show those pathetic tears
Weakness will be consumed so quick
By these savages so sick
Come test me I'm ready
I shall not falter I'll stand steady
I'll fight leave you in a state of disarray
I'll stand my ground my heart won't fray
This evil to me nothing new
I would not wish on my enemy or you
Rifle in towers keeping things in check
Savages preaching misinterpreted respect
The days intertwine as one
Everything so grey no color not even the sun
A disowned son who will care
No need to ask if it's fair
Was this the best decision
Who cares ******* you're in prison
Frankie Castro
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Frankie Castro  M/California
(M/California)   
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