Unable to plead for mercy since I am just a suspect at the stand; Everything is used against me meaning I am a helpless victim stuck in a flawed system. The eyes of the jury digging into my soul but still cannot see the innocence that I behold. As I looked at the man who arrested me for murder, I noticed a malevolent grin covering his face when the judge found me guilty. After that, the only thing I realised is that humanity has no pity, especially since sometimes it's the heroes who are the villains in this world.
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Blood On My Hands
PoetryPoems and the odd stories✍ ----- FYI- .)TW negative / sad subjects .) large range of subjects .) I may change or widen the aspects of each .)I'll post whenever in whatever quantity... maybe ill try and sort out my schedule . Thank you and I hope yo...
