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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

My Life Behind Bars

At times there is no where I can go
I'm locked up with guards running my life
My hands are tied about what to do
Chained to my feet so I can't flee

I keep trying to get out of this place
But the guns around me keep me trapped
Being myself is out of the question
This orange jump suit reminds me of the life I live

For what I've done there is only regret
My bail is too much to be paid
I can only hope for the ultimate forgiveness
"Oh Judge, please have mercy on my soul."

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