hangman

Your last meal
Given do you eat or leave
They will arrive soon
Every sound you hear

Bang of doors turn of key
Voices hear
Foot step approach your last drink
You meal finished

You stand and stir
You tremble
Weak you feel
You lay down

The doors open foot steps approach
The rattle of chains
Your last rights
Door opend
Chains put on

Your lead away
Hood put on
Tied you stand your ground
Noose over hood

Ground opened
Boom your gone
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Posted: Apr 2014

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Comments (1)

Mizzy4
Scary poem Wayne,
Well penned,
Mick.

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