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in a dark room the soul rots in his chest chained to the floor a shock collar on his neck how much longer would he live? how much longer until the sentance? a gaze through the bars shows sites of the gallows looming and black, the shadows of the others linger, demon speak to him in his skull his mind a barren world only in there can he live in peace but to what extenet?..."time to leave" his reaper beckons "the gallows await"..."what did i do"? the torn soul asks?"what deserves this?". "not sure son...all i can say is you were different"."is that it...they forced me to rot for my belifes"?. the step to gallows one,four,fifty? he know s not how many buit it felt like an amount to high to count, he stopped to rest to stare at the crowd led to the steps he looked out at the rising sun then down, he saw her face stained with tears he tried to cry but only blood ran
the clock struck 8 the bell tolled 8 times he said he last fare well to the world " If silence is gold and hate is black,then freedom...freedom is red, may my death be not in vain may you all find your will and may you all liv-" too late the switch was pulled the platform collapsed the body dangled and blood leaked form his mouth the maiden cry and ran to her lovers body she took him down then took up arms and the day was stained blood red