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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An eye for an eye, this is what he hears An eye for an eye, this is the penalty that he bears There was no way he could escape it even though He denies it the murderer’s voice kept ringing In his ears and he carries this sorrow for twenty three years She could not bear to look at his face or even hear his name A love that has turned violent and disturbed the human race Took her parents life before their appointed time And forced her to run for her life or she too would have Paid the bounty sacrifice but mercy was in her favor when She escaped from his side or she too would have died An eye for an eye his days were numbered, An eye for an eye his hour was getting closer His quest for clemency was thrown out the door And the Pope could not save his soul Murder! the voice kept shouting above his head Murderer! In hell you shall dwell! He turned around to see who was there But no one was there except the voices in his head And the firing squad marching towards him The end was coming soon and he made the Last push to escape from the prison of doom The firing squad lined out before him And bullets rained in his chest and voice In his head was silent blood soaked the bed And the doctor pronounced him dead What a cruel way to die, when all hopes Are wrapped up in the skies, When a cruel way to die when the law Has not given him a Bligh, When a sword for a sword is thrown out The door, the death penalty will be no more What a cruel way to die!
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