jail of Ruby Donald

Last night I dreamt of her,
She was alive,
It hurts whenever
I think of her
And the anger is deeper
When I remember
The ones who deceived me
Stealing all I had.
They want to keep me down,
Limit me
And keep me trapped 
In this prison
I'm now sitting.

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