I am trapped within these walls
no one ever hears my calls
Iron bars imprison mate
to sit and die is my fate
I've got to leave this place
my old tired face
they sent me here to die
I think and wonder "why"
had Just one ounce of weed
ten years and I'll be freed
I'll sit and live off them
I cry forever condemed
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