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regrets of a man who paid for his crime with a lifetime without liberty.


Submitted:Aug 9, 2010    Reads: 38    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Lifer.
I cannot see out,
And you cannot see in,
A bed and a light bulb,
All so very dim .
Nobody can see me,
I cannot see them,
All alone in here,
Since god knows when.
Just a door to see,
Opened at feeding time,
Such an unwelcoming place,
I should not have committed my crime.
Wrong place, wrong time,
Lost contact with my wife,
Justice has been served,
But I cannot replace a life.




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