SEVEN,TWO,FOUR,ONE,ONE.STAND
"FACE FRONT".PEERING OUT RECTANGLE DOOR FRAME
STINK AND STANK RECYCLED MOLDED AIR.
OUTTA SPACE,IN MY WAY,
SMILES ARE FAKE,
DON'T GET SHANKED!
SEVEN,TWO,FOUR,ONE,ONE
REGRESS DONT READ,WONT WRITE
TWENTY-FOUR HOUR HEAD GAMES.
HOSTILITY FOLLOWED FOLLY/CALAMITY,
I DONT WANNA DO THIS AGAIN.
RIGHT MY WRONG CUT TIES,DO SOMETHING DIFFERENT.
LONELY SITTING.PONDERING HICK-UP'S.
THIS AINT IT BRU
OMG,NOT AGAIN STAND UP,HERE WE GO AGAIN.
SEVEN, TWO, FOUR, ONE, ONE,
SHAKE DOWN,
CONTRABAND FOUND,
SEGREGATION BOUND.
SHARKING LISTENING,PULLING STRINGS TRIPPIN'.
GENERAL POP HOT TOPIC,RUSHING FAST CANTEEN BAGS.
SEVEN, TWO, FOUR, ONE, ONE
SIZED UP HITTING TIER.VERBAL MURDERING,CAMAFLAGED BY STALLING.
TOP OFF TOTE"HIT"LEFT NOTHING,DISTRACTIONS.HACKEY SACKING.MEANINGLESS JAW JACKING.
MAIL CALLLLL,
EXPECTING NOTHING.
SEVEN,TWO, FOUR, ONE, ONE,
GOODNIGHT,LIGHTS OUT AND BE QUITE....

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