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Sonnet
A chapter in the book Sonnets
One Last Mile
by michaelcahill
This day whilst shuffling inchmeal one last mile
Will courage fetch my visage one last smile? Twas love in blindness lost, my only crime A bursting heart stole reason, from my rhyme I hear the walls scream vainly out with pain Lost, hollow echoes whisper hearts in vain My wretched handless grasp for last embrace No eyes to seize her face, within this space There's no soft cushion plush upon that chair I quick shall breathe swift heat, when I'm strapped there I killed the bastard, sleeping with my spouse They're killing me, though they'd have killed that louse How shall I greet thee, friend, when met in hell? Hugs, when my wife is dead and joins as well! |
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Sonnet: Husband murders man he finds sleeping with his wife and receives the electric chair.
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