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[aid] => mick
[title] => One Crime Short of a Miracle
[time] => 2005-12-30 04:13:55
[hometext] => This is written as the last diary entry of a man in firing squad. I don't know what made me want to write this, but I thought it was kind of cool :P Oh, and that last line is definetely not supposed to be
[bodytext] => One crime short of a miracle No more thoughts Dear Diary. It's April 1st and the joke's on me. Yes, the pigs will have the last laugh tonight. Dress the black soul up in white. Here comes the Warden, he says it's time. Bread and water, cheeze and whine. But I'm not sorry: No regrets. Blindfold smokin' last cigarette For the crimes I've committed The things I've done Those who hate me; everyone... Wants to sing me to sleep with the gunshot melody I won't say a thing to them at all But leave my message carved on the wall To all the cops that locked me up inside of this cell These are my last words pig: I'll see you in hell I've known the day I am forced to die, for so damn long now it's just a lie. But now my hands are tied around the post. Walk forever as the villageless ghost. The conducter tells them when to play, the melody to end this dog's last day. Face the music of the gunshot choir: It goes a 1,2,3, ready, aim, fire! For the crimes I've committed The things I've done Those who hate me; everyone... Wants to sing me to sleep with the gunshot melody I won't say a thing to them at all But leave my message carved on the wall To the judge and the jury that cast this spell These are my last words witches: I'll see you in hell I'm only sorry that I couldn't have killed them twice. Cause I'm a man in a world of rats and mice These are my last words I promised you I'd never tell "Forget" You cruel World: I'll see you in hell yeah, i'll see you in hell.... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 540 [topic] => 31 [informant] => subgenius [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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