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The man sits in a cell
Knowing his fate
A guard takes him by the arm
He was put in front of the state
Bound with leather
And masked with a hood
He heard the warden shouting all he could.
Praying to god
For mercy on his soul
Electric sounds like a Tesla Pole
He felt his death
And his body went cold
The man has payed for crimes untold.
- by DanteZephyr |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2011 |
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- Title: Execution Day
- Artist: DanteZephyr
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Description:
a short poem about an execution (through electric chair)
PLEASE COMMENT! i would appreciate the input. - Date: 11/25/2011
- Tags: execution
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