Lock Down
22 February, 2011
Author: tommyg
In a cell
Left with time
To question life
In prison
Made choices that decided
Life or death
Everything too real now
This new home
Filled with enemies
They smell fresh meat
On flesh that has innocence
Lurking presences are felt
People hauntingly familiar
Nice guys will get killed
Insanity the only defense
God, send an angel to help
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