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I Am No More

Line by line
This ink spills

My heart poured out
From sparrow-feather quills

Word upon word
Anger is loosed

Forgiveness is found
Before neck meets noose

Mistakes past are simply gone
No longer, I, the Devil's pawn
No longer my days on Earth, though,
For I sit, still, within Death Row

Life here will end for I
As planned according to law

Pleading wastes what breath I've left
Time's better spent writing in this stall

Soon dawn will rise
And I will be no more

Nothing left of me, but puddles of ink
Stained upon this cell room floor



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