writing backwards with my left
hand smoking my sanity In a harsh cold desolate land..
no love no life here live in her fear of the day the collectors ride near kidnapped from here, the men in jumpsuits and flashing lights screaming loud in the black fatal night or dragging some to hell locked in a cage a prison cell where the true demons dwell , now don't be quik to see the sun for the animal kingdom is with k9 and gun armed in authority and corruption the are close I can feel it so back in the box listen close the scanner talks , covid-19 is my sheild with a free passage I yeild do not trust this false temperary freedom there is deception within walk cautious lite steps but keep your eyes from their eyes they tell only false trickory and lies when will this purgatory end ...this plead for help I send
©purgatory
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