Freedom Poem by derek pursel
Freedom
freedom isnt geting any closer
no mader how far i go
cops always potrolin
but thay giv me my props
now throughn in jail
it feels like hail
but noones here to pay my bail
as i slide acroos the rale
i notied that iv fallin
to far this time
with this crim
now without a dime
im stuck in this cold jail
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