InstitutionalizedA Poem by Christine
We took his shoe laces
We do it for all of them You can never be too sure who they may try to strangle these unpredictable savages with their twisted thoughts about getting high who tell police officers to f**k off who then go silent mute. the only noise he makes is from strumming the guitar we have on the ward we allow him to keep the strings (music never hurt anyone) we don't know about the silent sad songs he sings put them all on lithium call them bi polar watch the savages behave when they're playing the guitar
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