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Don't shoot him till he stands

One so proud, a final plea

Is his to stay your hands

Will you drag him when he's dead

Should you tear his flesh and mane

Leave him there to shed

His glory in the rain

For when the clouds have risen

His figure leaves his voice

Painted in the prison

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Last Stand
Date: Wednesday, 8th January 2014 @ 12:15:30 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: LutherSeahand

When a horse is on his knee

Don't shoot him till he stands

One so proud, a final plea

Is his to stay your hands

Will you drag him when he's dead

Should you tear his flesh and mane

Leave him there to shed

His glory in the rain

For when the clouds have risen

His figure leaves his voice

Painted in the prison

Of life without a choice

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