The Gallows

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The seconds tick by like hours
Yet hours fly by like seconds.
Time erased our powers
And to the gallows I was beckoned.

Supported by beings of flesh
I stumbled toward the end,
They guided me beyond the iron mesh
To a patient and knotted friend.

I glanced once at the skies,
My friends grip around my neck was slack
And for a moment I closed my eyes
Before it all went black.

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