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#electricchair
Gun in hand, I feel the power coursing through my veins. One click. Bang. The sirens wail, sending me pumping my feet. The roar of cops, Put your hands up! I run. Days later, I'm in court. *For the charge of first-degree ****** what do you declare?* Guilty, Your Honor *Abstract Colleague, you are hereby sentenced to death for first degree ****** Bang the gavel goes Just like how I killed that man. Can I be forgiven? as I think as they strap me in the chair. no ►►►◄◄◄
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
Justice