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Saturday, 25 February 2017

No where to run


I'm a outcast, no friends
No family only strangers
Around me.
No one has ever come to
Visit me.
Seems as is everyone is happy
Now that I'm here.

Jail has became a place
Called home.
I'm not going to anywhere,
This is where I am at now.
This is my new home.
I finally got home at the end.
I have forgotten about my old
Friend and family,

My cell mates are the only
family I have now.
My dreams faded away.
I dropped out at school long ago.
Everything I touch falls apart. 

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