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The Condemned
I am a mass murderer, or so I've been told. I have been convicted, I sit here alone This 10x10 cell has too long been my home. My appeals are exhausted, there's nowhere to go The clock on the wall, ticks closer to twelve In just mere minutes, I'll be sent hell. Guilty as charged, I do feel compelled To unburden my soul before I am felled My victims were taken, with nary a care Simply because, they happened to be there. I took what I wanted, from anyone, anywhere They didn't deserve it, it wasn't fair. The warden has now arrived at my door To take me on my last walk, down that long corridor. I've never taken life, so seriously before Now that I'm standing outside the chamber door. The poison injected, will course through my veins My systems will shut down, I prey there's no pain To my parents, I'm sorry my life was lived in vain To my victims families, I apolgise again. I'm a condemned man, with no one to blame I'm a condemned man, filled with sorrow and shame. I've wasted my life, and now I must pay.
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