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A Prisoner

My murders gave me the blood as ink ..
To write this graffiti on walls so pink!
The ropes entangled, wires so fused ...
Reminds the screams of women i abused!
That dark room with a creepy construct,
Is the graveyard of my every abduct!
Fungus on syringes, my decayed veins
The glory of drugs with sweet hot pains!
Ransom money i got within just a snap,
My eyes shine towards kids for a kidnap!
Guns in my jeans, i look like a star,
I mastered the art to steal every car!
Now i am chained, behind bars, my fate...
With love is just misery, and i love hate!
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