Sunday's Entertainment
The package in my pocket
Gave it away
They patted me down
And found my secret cove
They kicked me
And punched me,
Yelling at me
I stood there just wondering
What would happen to me
My mother wailed
Hearing the news
But there was nothing to do
Ten thousand wrongs could not make this right
I sit in a cell now
Dreaming of life
For when I go out there
The blue sky will be so clear
It'll be the last thing
I see
Before the hatch opens
The rope swings
And I become
Sunday's entertainment
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When Darkness Never Ends
PoetryA collection of mostly sad and depressing poems. Please read with care. Enjoy! All written by me. Pls don't kill me...
