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Click herePardon me Father
for all the crimes
As the crowds gather
I hear distant chimes
Here I dangle
from the shady tree
my neck the #rope to mangle
as I pray to thee
Lungs already on fire
Hands tied trembling
Eyes focused on the church spire
My mind is disassembling
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Not sure what he did, but damn . . . good job! Felt like reading the end of a hero.
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