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Post by Lunar Knite on Nov 2, 2010 22:03:36 GMT -5
As the prayers echo throughout my mind And apprehension releases its hold, Doubtful thoughts make their entrance, so inclined To have the whole of my body so cold. I cannot allege I have no regrets, Sinful has been my life and nothing more, My life insubstantial, they will forget, Like a word written and washed by the shore. Sleep will soon ease my suffering body, Erasing these poisonous ponderings. Flowing still is the poison that plagues me, Death will relieve me of my shoulderings. The smell of excrement clings to the air, Done with this lethal injection affair.
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