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Six months with my cell
Six months in living hell
You took half a year of my life
You kept me away from my wife
You kept me away from home
You kept me all alone
For six months I didn’t know what to do
For six months we hung out just me and you
You took me away from the outside world
You took me away from my bro, my mom, and my girl
You know what the worst thing about you is
It wasn’t you
It was me that did this.