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The red chair
Red is the color of the chair that execute.
On the chair sits a prisoner,
while I stand and look him into the eyes.
He screams but no louder than I step onto the floor.
Could his scream ?
Forgive the murder.
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Structured: Western
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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neopoet
Wed, 2023-04-26 22:13
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Geezer
Thu, 2023-04-27 10:54
I am not sure...
of the meaning of the lines:
He screams but no louder than I step onto the floor.
Do you mean: "He screams, but no louder than my steps on the floor"?
I can see the last line meaning that "he screams, and I interpret it to mean that he forgives me."
~ Geezer.
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