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Dying is a gift they say
I deserve the worst
They say it takes the bad away
But I'm about to burst
They say I am the devil
That I should go to hell
But they can't see who I am inside
Is it that hard to tell?
Sitting on death row is such a drag
When you know that this is the end
That your fate is in the bag
And that you'll die without one friend
If I had known much sooner
What I know today
Then I wouldn't end up a goner
Perhaps that poor girl wouldn't have to play
In heaven's fields
But on the solid ground
And I could redeem myself
Then be able to say,
"That everyone has a second chance to do right the next day,"
I know that wouldn't happen
It's too good to be true
I hope that girl found peace
Because if she did
Perhaps I can too
- by SethRyan_07 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/21/2010 |
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- Title: 9 Minutes Left
- Artist: SethRyan_07
- Description: I won't say anything, I will simply let my poem speak to you. Whatever you get out of this is up to you. I only hope it was impacted you in a positive way. ^_^
- Date: 07/21/2010
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Comments (3 Comments)
- SethRyan_07 - 04/05/2011
- @midnightangelforever thank you for your input. I'll make sure to do that next time.
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- midnightangelforever - 04/02/2011
- Very good poem, about Capital Punishment right? Very good structure at the start, but you change the rhyme scheme in the thirteenth stanza. I think a more stable selection of stanzas would flow better. All around very nice!
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