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| Scales | |
| By Inmate47251 | ||
| 03 October 2006 | ||
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They let me out now on weekend leave. Supposed to help me find my feet, get some peace. They call it reintergration. To me, it's just another Hell. Ahhh Draining another can Putting that half smoked Lucky Strike Out of its misery Through my blinds I see the pimps and the whores Their tricks Trying to hide from the neon glare Don’t matter if it’s rain Or snow Or ninety in the morning sun The carnival goes on So when I clock back on To gut those fish Pack the coley Worm the cod I see my life Disappearing Down that conveyor belt As well
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