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Jan 2015
We have been in here for days
very little light, very little food
Jim seems to be on a downer
he's thinking about getting ****** tomorrow

I look over to him
smiling I say. chin up Jim
he looks lost and forlorn
as we are getting ****** at dawn

I walk over to him laying there
I see tears in his eyes
he hates dying in pain
I really don't know why

It's not like hanging
definitely not like burning
most of us do get burnt
but this time it's stoning


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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