My Last Request

by Timothy   Aug 8, 2009


Heaven help me,
I am gazing at the sky;
Hands tied tight,
No one is heeding my cry.

Blood for blood,
An eye for an eye;
He who is without mercy,
By the sword, must die.

This is my final curtain call,
As my heart heaves in my chest;
I scream, "Tell her I always loved her!",
Please, it's my last request!

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