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Public Execution: And on and on it draws closer Looming up against the grey And tightening like a noose around the neck Of the chosen The martyr swallows his pride Proud to belief That it’s all false That its all chance The wood creaks As the steps draw fewer The crowd screams As the floor is gone There's a creak and a crack The floor falls away The sinews of rope tighten As the world turns black And fades away….
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Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 3:59 AM UTC
Public Execution:
Public Execution: And on and on it draws closer Looming up against the grey And tightening like a noose around the neck Of the chosen The martyr swallows his pride Proud to belief That it’s all false That its all chance The wood creaks As the steps draw fewer The crowd screams As the floor is gone There's a creak and a crack The floor falls away The sinews of rope tighten As the world turns black And fades away….
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South African
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 3:59 AM UTC
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