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Sad lungs inhale
another sweet dose of burning toxicity
In this dark murder no one will admit to complicity
On his hands still hangs the pungent
odour of death
The cell seems to shrink;
he starts to panic for breath
In this row of misery
he holds a lasting place
A constant fear of dying;
eternal disgrace
He hears
“dead man walking”
it even echoes in his dreams
Hands are bitten raw from silencing his screams
Nightmares of a strapped chair;
of the injected end
On the rare visits from beloved he knows how to pretend
When the final walk came
he was not prepared
Lying,
facing death,
realising no one cared
There were no onlookers to see this bitter end
He died more of a broken heart
than he would ever pretend
another sweet dose of burning toxicity
In this dark murder no one will admit to complicity
On his hands still hangs the pungent
odour of death
The cell seems to shrink;
he starts to panic for breath
In this row of misery
he holds a lasting place
A constant fear of dying;
eternal disgrace
He hears
“dead man walking”
it even echoes in his dreams
Hands are bitten raw from silencing his screams
Nightmares of a strapped chair;
of the injected end
On the rare visits from beloved he knows how to pretend
When the final walk came
he was not prepared
Lying,
facing death,
realising no one cared
There were no onlookers to see this bitter end
He died more of a broken heart
than he would ever pretend
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EPIC. jUST.....Epic.
I love reading in between the lines and seeing the hidden messages. That is one thing that makes your writing so satisfying to me.
"Hands are bitten raw from silencing his screams."
Beautiful.
I love reading in between the lines and seeing the hidden messages. That is one thing that makes your writing so satisfying to me.
"Hands are bitten raw from silencing his screams."
Beautiful.