- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Time in a Cell
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From my prison cell
With each stroke of the bell.
My soul cries out for thee,
And I long to be free.
Behind the steel door
Everyday I die a little more.
Many months have gone By,
and yet I still cry.
If only I knew thy love was true.
If I could see thy face.
This be not a dreadful place.
I did wrong and I must Pay with
my life day-by day!
There is sorrow in my heart.
The loneliness will not depart.
Time is the enemy.
It goes by so slowly,
That I feel myself grow old,
As the walls turn cold!
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