Third showingA Poem by CanicusThere is one more show it might be the last so if you're ready we'll have a blast we'll make it slow and painful never go too fast direct your attention to the stage as the light comes on at last hope has been lost never to be found to this misery he is bound killing him slowly no helping hand around hanging above a tank we lower him down, drowned in his pain never to be pulled back up that will be his grave nothing left of him nothing left to save he's gone now watch as he will wave © 2011 CanicusAuthor's Note
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