Asylum

April 22, 2017 / Karina Pinella

He’s not happy here.
Ev’ry day in padded rooms;
Drugged, tagged as insane.

9 thoughts on “Asylum”

Lynz Real Cooking

April 28, 2017 at 2:02 PM

No fun for sure

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Poet Rummager

April 28, 2017 at 1:59 AM

One ingests what’s given to them at an asylum, and the bitterness stays trapped inside. Excellent.

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- Karina Pinella
  
  April 28, 2017 at 7:08 AM
  
  You’re so poetic.
  
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violetonlineisonline

April 23, 2017 at 5:16 AM

powerful.
and excellent.
thank you.

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- Karina Pinella
  
  April 23, 2017 at 7:27 AM
  
  Thank you
  
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Lashaan (Bookidote)

April 23, 2017 at 1:28 AM

Ahhh.. sad stuff.. :O

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anotherfoodieblogger

April 22, 2017 at 6:58 PM

Now that is sad. 😦

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- Karina Pinella
  
  April 22, 2017 at 7:02 PM
  
  😕
  
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megaeggz

April 22, 2017 at 4:37 PM

oh balls, sad poem 😦

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