My heart has been through hell.
I've always felt so jailed
I've had my many trials
Convicted of many crimes.
I plead not guilty because all I wanted to do was love
Love them in ways they didn't love me
That was what they called a felony.
My heart has been through hell, my feelings were hidden behind a cell
Love was like being in jail...
-Keyanna Smith
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Well written and expressed Great write
Good write. Welcome to MPS.
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