He stared off into the sky as he see the sun setting upon the world's horizon. The beauty he was so for-filled by as it was the last time he was going to see it with his own eyes. And he then thought Alone, "I am distinguished as myself from the rest of these narrow minded people. Not only just by who I am but for what I believe .As I believe the truth is much more important than the lies That ,oh so many want to believe. Just based off of there emotions but never will I let my heart lead me into deception. "
As It should also be one with the mind and souls of the man or woman. For his belief of that was good and rightly justified by his morals. "Any last words, you filthy devilish son of a bastard?" The guard said with anger in his tone and pointing the hand-cannon to his head. He was angry for sure as he wanted the mans death to be swift. And not feel the guilt kick in soon enough that would kill him. The man thought for a moment as He began to stand up tall and proud.
Then founding courage to speak the words. "Yes..The light shall prevail and the truth will always break free. Someday the world shall se-". The sound of the hand cannon echoed across the hills as it was set off by the guard. Right before the man ever could finish his last few words. No more was there a person many thought was a ungrateful man,No more was there a prisoner who spoken the truth to the many,No more was there a man ridiculed for speaking truthfully. And No more was there a man at all as he has left this world from its lies and correctness. As that very man left nothing but a body with a hand-cannon shot to the head as it was laying on the grass hills. Right before the sun setting into a night full of consolations of stars. Shall he Rest In Peace.
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