Cold StraitjacketA Poem by JamesI'm sitting in the padded rooms of mind my straitjacket gets tighter everyday It's so cold. So tight.. So imprisoning.. I endure it for one reason I feel safe I won't hurt again this way, no one gets hurt so that's a plus I'm staying in my padded room with my straitjacket as it grows tighter warmer safer
for everyone © 2011 James |
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1 Review Added on September 15, 2008 Last Updated on January 8, 2011 |