full power lengths through skin that maybe now, i may be the next of kin. voltage beating on my brain am i the only one who feels the pain signals sign the guards to kill making me feel very ill one of four will do the death i see my life from my first and now my last breath looking at the chair so fine i just ran out of time
Reason for writing:
fame, money , fun
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