N2theabyss

Self Inflicted Dress Code

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my prison isn’t one thats made of of iron or steel
instead my prison is made of cloth and threads
I wasn’t sentenced here by a judge and jury,
intsead it was my knife and my own fury
my jailkeepers are my scars and my own fears
fears that will probably last for years
long sleeves, socks, pants, and no bathing suits:
that’s my punishment and my self-inflicted dress code

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