She climbs the barbed wire fence.
Changes clothes in the back seat.
Medical gown to red jeans.
I can tell shes
off her meds, cause she's grinning like a death’s head.
Like a slit wrist angel.
The asylum lights up, as we pull away.
The doctors don’t get it
my sister can’t be kept in a cage.
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"Sis" as written by Blake Hollingsworth Harrison Adam Jarvis
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