Today, I would like to give a shout out to a very good friend of mine, He's amazing and I am happy he's my friend.
Death Row
Dawn,
a metallic smell rampaged
through the quiet hall;
downstairs a cry slaughtered the air,
electric eyes rolled back a form of white.
They rushed the day in pairs,
greeting each frantic plea
with overwhelming force,
as god himself
took the form of a weighty old man
in suit and tie,
and spoke in a yielding voice
to her hair having fallen to the stone
"It's time."
Written by: Ethan Johnson
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