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The stake is hard at my back.
The ties that bind my hands and feet
Bite into my skin.
The smoke burns my eyes
And squeezes my windpipe.
My head is swirling, and
Awareness flickers briefly.
I hear yelling, silence, then yelling again
"Burn, witch, burn!"
Are they talking about me?
It's hot...so hot..
The flames must be melting me.
They lick at my feet and surround my body.
The agony!Oh, why must it hurt so?
The pain, so bad..such torture.
Please...please...take it away.
Hello darkness |
