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i sat in my cell,
where i now seem to dwell,
thinking about things.
to late for sorry,
s**t!!!who needs sorry?!
let the maggots eat me.
no one comes by,
as i start to cry,
and i start to die of of hunger.
the i get out of bed,
remembering that cell dream of dread.
X --deadly owl--X
- by deadly owl |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/21/2012 |
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- Title: Cell
- Artist: deadly owl
- Description: i....came up with this. not like an apple fell on my head and it gave me an idea.
- Date: 03/21/2012
- Tags: cell
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Comments (2 Comments)
- LaJollaCat1 - 03/31/2012
- well. that is a great poem. smile
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- deadly owl - 03/21/2012
- i forgot to include that they forgot about him so no one knows he's there.
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