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Originally Posted by mordrid
That would explain the padded cell and straight jacket you gave me when I first got here.
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You were one of the lucky ones. They just stripped me and threw me into the darkest dungeon in here. I keep repeating these lines from a song to myself now :-
I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone,
I justified your pain but now I sit alone,
I write another letter I write one everyday,
I never got a letter back I write em anyway,
I try to call collect - your number has been changed,
Im starin at the light bulb and I start to feel deranged,
You never came to visit me I sit facin the glass,
No-ones on the other side and now its in the past,
My head is always spinnin Im poundin on the wall,
I feel like Im forgotten no sign of you at all,
You're probably gettin married, you're probably gettin f***ed,
Ill break out of this cage and try to cut that muthaf***a up,
I curl up in the corner my body will corrode,
My teeth are turning into dust, skin is growing mold,
Im starin out the window of my eternal doom,
I know that you are out there...somewhere underneath the moon.
Many, many years, many more to go,
does she still remember? God He only knows,
I now become a savage, they chain me to a wall,
I still can see your body, I still can hear ya call,
Im nothin but a maggot, Im locked away and lost,
The World that doesnt want me, my dignity is tossed,
and to the girl for who I feel this doom,
look here...
f*** you and the moon!
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