Out.
She's finally out.
Out of that tiny cramped space.
Out of that cell.
That prison.
That sanctuary from sad memories.
Even if she's guilty, what's an crazy eighty year old with cancer going to do?
Cry.
Out.
She's finally out.
Out of that tiny cramped space.
Out of that cell.
That prison.
That sanctuary from sad memories.
Even if she's guilty, what's an crazy eighty year old with cancer going to do?
Cry.